Electric Light Orchestra - My Marge текст песни

My marge

My marge is such a delight

She thrills me at night

The second I turn out the light

My marge is peaches to me

When no-one can see

She snuggle up is heavenly

My marge squeeze me sqeeze me

Take me home for tea

Lets not stay out too late

Cause your mother will be cross

And Ill be down across her knee

Yknow

My marge speaks double dutch

Shes so ripe to touch

Thats why I love her very much

O three three o

And take me home for tea

Lets not stay out too late

Or your mother will be cross

And Ill be down across her knee

Yknow

My marge is such a delight

She thrills me at night

The second I turn out the light

O three three o ooh ooh!

Yknow my marge

I know

Shes a nice girl yknow

I know

She picks her nose

Ugh!

Throws the brown lumps over the right side

The green lumps over the left side

And everybody else says goodnight!