Dates From Hell

He said;
"What's the use
In going to the shop when, there is
Government juicing my tap
Come sit on my lap, I'll show you a good time without spending my cash
'cause I'm not flash."

I said;
"I don't want a rich man
I don't want a poor man either
I don't want hot boy
But I don't want a cold boy neither."

Is it to much to ask;
For somebody decent?
Something that might last
For more than an evening?

Is there a potion
That I can motion
A magic stick, where I can cast my spell?
And get rid of the dates from hell
The dates from hell

He said;
"I'm a gentleman, I'll buy you dinner
And take you to the pictures."

Before I could ask what film
His hands were in my knickers
I slapped him round the face, said;
"You're 26, not a horny teenage kid"
He chucked my out his car
And shouted "frigid"

And I said;
"I don't want a rich man
But I don't want a poor man either
I don't want a genious
But I don't want an idiot neither."

Is it to much to ask;
For somebody decent?
Something that might last
For more than an evening?

Is there a potion
That I can motion
A magic stick, where I can cast my spell?
And get rid of the dates from hell
The dates from hell
The dates from hell
The dates from hell

We've all had them;
These dates
These dates from hell

We all hate them;
These dates
These dates are not very swell;
These dates, from hell

Is it to much to ask;
For somebody decent?

Is there a potion
That I can motion?
A magic stick, where I can cast my spell?
And get rid of the dates from hell