She drives a little white car to the seminar on Modern Romance   Possible possible ideas for a date include... a shooting range   And her chest is full to bursting with thoughts of an evening   Nobody nobody nobody will ever know her longing   She's got a heart that will never melt   She's got a heart that will never never melt      Shields up! Shields up! Bar the door, and keep your dukes up!   Tell lies, tell dirty lies, tell diggory lies, until you're lying in his bed      He has a tendency, a tendency to fall for shining eyes and baby fat   But the quarry don't share his taste for Anne McCaffrey   And he dresses alright but the conversation is wrong, all wrong   Nobody nobody nobody will ever know his longing   He's got a heart that will never melt   He's got a heart that will never never melt      Shields up! Shields up! Bar the door, and keep your dukes up!   Tell lies, tell diggory lies, tell chiggery lies, until you're lying in his bed      Now you can endure the fear now you can endure the hell   Now you can endure the lies now you can endure the fear