Request

I have a small favour
Of which I'd like to ask
It's something only minor
Not a major task

It's starting to unravel
Right before my eyes
What was fine has turned the corner
The results would be unwise

Detriment, embarrassment
Explanations to be made
Don't want it to drag on
Or to find myself mislaid

To my chagrin, a rueful grin
Won't cancel it all out
But before I lose you in detail
Let me tell you what it's about

I need a tiny helping hand
A nudge in the right place
To ensure the success of the day
And to help me save my face

Before you give me your consent
And we firm up our accord
Know there's nothing in return
No prize, and no reward

And now we are all agreed
Your task can be revealed
Please, as the train rumbles on
Wake me up at Sutton Coldfield