Lyrics Up the Junction - Union of Sound

I never thought it would happen
With me and a girl from Clapham
Out on a windy common
That night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some were other passions
I said "You are a lady"
"Perhaps" she said "I may be"
We moved into a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The railway arms were missing
But love has got us hooked up
And all the time it took up
I got a job with Stanley
He said I'd come in handy
And started me on Monday
So I had a bath on Sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said she'd seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her
I worked all through the winter
The weather's brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little dicks inside her
This morning at four fifty
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another
And now she's two years older
Her mother's with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinking
The devil came and took me
St. Bart's or streets of booking
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappy smelly
Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there's something missing
I beg for some forgiveness
But begging's not my business
And she won't write a letter
Although I'll always sell her
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction