I used to mishear the first lines as “Daisy Duke, shouldn’t do the things you do”. To the point that I genuinely thought those were the lyrics.
It lasted so long that eventually, to you I was Dexy Duke and to me, you were Creagrador. You had a playlist called Taking Dexy Duke On A Dexy Drive and we played it driving around the hills near your parents’ house.
We haven’t spoken in months. Tonight she played this song (the only song she played without telling the audience which song it was beforehand). I was standing on the far left of the stage, you on the far right. We ignored one another. I cried and I cried. I miss you, Creagrador.
At least she didn’t follow it up with Invisible Ink.