Chip rapping; While he waits for Kelly Brook, DJ Talent works his male magic on our girl at a lunch date.

Byline: MELISSA THOMPSON

HE has a mouthful of gold teeth and still lives with his mum, but DJ Talent is the hottest catch in the country.. or so he tells me.

The wannabe rapper - real name Anthony Ghosh - won over the judges and over 13 million viewers on last Saturday's Britain's Got Talent.

He sailed through to the next round with his clunky but catchy ditty: "I say Britain, you say talent.

Britain's got talent, it's a DJ Talent." The performance has made the 30-year-old bachelor a big hit with the ladies. But get to the back of the queue, girls. I was here first...

Anthony - sorry, DJ - is taking me on a date to a London restaurant on the south bank of the Thames. But his opening lines leave something to be desired. He boasts: "Loads of girls have been getting in touch, sending me knickers and that." Not exactly what a girl wants to hear on her first date. Although I'm far more worried about his obsession with a certain Kelly Brook.

DJ startled guest judge Kelly on the show by asking her out to dinner "for a nice salad and a bit of chicken" and Simon Cowell accepted on her behalf.

"Kelly's amazing," DJ gushes. "My ideal woman. She's sweet, isn't she? And good-looking. Great body." I try sucking in my tummy but I can tell he's still thinking of Kelly.

"Yeah, well, as she's with that Danny Cipriani, you could be in with a chance," he tells me. Charming.

At the bar, DJ Talent asks for the strongest beer they've got. It's so powerful they only sell it by the half pint - so he orders two.

Is he trying to drink until the beer goggles make me look like Kelly? "Oh no!" he insists. "I've had a long day, that's all. I just need to relax." I should point out it's still only 1pm.

I'm about to tell him how much I love his pounds 7,000 gnashers but he cuts in with: "I just need to call my mum." Before I can mutter the words "apron strings" he's outside, smoking and on the blower. Admin assistant Anthony still lives at home in Bromley, Kent, with his mum Patricia and dad Surjit, 65. He wants to know if they saw him on today's breakfast telly.

In the meantime I order chicken salad, DJ's food of choice for his perfect woman. And it works. He starts to pay me some proper attention.

"You're pretty sexy," he tells me while tucking into his scampi and chips. "I go for all sorts. From blonde bimbos to sexy, sophisticated intellectual types. I'd say you were the intellectual type. You've got charisma.

"You and I could work. I'm going to change my name by deed poll to DJ Talent, so you could be Mrs Talent." He lets out a little fishy burp, then adds: "Listen I'd know how to show you a good time.

"We'd go for some dinner, probably a Harvester as they do a good chicken and salad.

"I'd let you order whatever you want and if you thought it was a bit cheap we could get a bottle of champagne.

"Then we could head off to a wine bar where I could serenade you.

"Would I invite you back to mine? Not on the first date. I'd make you wait until the second. I've had about 1,000 women. And once they've had a go they usually come back for more." What! How could I count on him being faithful? "I've never cheated!" he protests. "Well, I did cheat on my last girlfriend.

And the one before that. It's hard being faithful when so many girls are after you." That's a lot of chicken dinners, but if he wins Britain's Got Talent, he'll be able to afford it. "I want to make pounds 10million," he says.

"Then I'll get four of my teeth done in platinum with diamonds.

"Buy my parents a house, get you a bit of bling, sponsor a child in the developing world and spread a bit of happiness. My music can do that, put a smile on people's faces." But what about the competition? DJ says: "Susan Boyle's a very nice lady. She doesn't boast. She's got talent and she's a hot star.

I'll give her a run for her money. My Britain's Got Talent tune is going to smash it, probably me at No1 and Susan at No2." With that he launches into: "I say Susan, you say superstar. It's the superstar Susan, rolling with the talent."

He has also made up a rap for me: "I'm with Melissa T, she is lovely, with DJ Talent with his gold teeth." I give him a goodbye peck, avoiding his lips - all the scampi and that.

"The teeth make kissing better!" he tells me, before pinching my bum.

Kelly, if you ever want to do a swap with me for Danny Cipriani....

CAPTION(S):

PERFECT WOMAN BGT judge Kelly BLING IT ON OUR Melissa weighs up DJ Talent's prospects LOVE AT FIRST BITE The charmer gives her a forkful of his scampi and chips - but forgets to dip it in mayo CHEEKY! As Melissa gives DJ a goodbye peck he grabs her bum