Tytuł: Geraldine

• Wykonawca: Ian Dury
• Wyświetleń: 291

  
   I'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
  If she didn't exist I'd have to invent her
  There isn't any secret to my frequent visits
  It's the way she makes them and they're all exquisite
  
  I'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
  I'm enamoured of the magic of her fresh polenta
  My temperature rises and my pulses quicken
  When she gets cracking with the coronation chicken
  Geraldine, Geraldine
  
  I know there's much more to life than the physical side
  And I should put these thoughts on hold
  But when she buttering my baguette
  My blood runs hot and cold
  Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
  Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G
  
  I'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
  I'm living for the moment that I next frequent her
  In beauty's eyes beholding my inamorata
  As she works her wonders on a dried tomato
  Geraldine, Geraldine
  
  I know there's much more to life than the sensual side
  And the spiritual should come first
  But when she's buttering my baguette
  I think I'm going to burst
  Geraldine, that's the nicest badge I've ever seen
  Geraldine, you make the world seem fresh and clean
  Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
  Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G