Mick Boon Band
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3/1. You with the bright red fleece and the long black hair & pretty smile. You were with a few friends, they were dancing to the Mick Coon band; remember the size of the bass the guy was playing the floor? You danced a little. You went to the bar & ordered a water. I worked up the courage to talk to you, when I turned around to say hi you had left, you had left your water on the bar. Me the dapper, shave-headed guy contrasted with the scruffy hippie dude next to me. I watched the band, you turned my head.
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