Lyrics:
(Lovely Rita, meter maid)
(Lovely Rita, meter maid)
Lovely Rita, meter maid
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
(Lovely Rita, meter maid)
(Lovely Rita, meter maid)
Lovely Rita, meter maid
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
to door
I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place nearby for her to stay
Just someone to keep my house clean
Fix my meals and go away
to door
I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place nearby for her to stay
Just someone to keep my house clean
Fix my meals and go away
Lovely Rita meter maid
Lovely Rita meter maid
Lovely Rita meter maid
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
I have an ear for music, and I have an eye for a maid.
I like a pretty girl-ie, with each pretty tune that's played.
They go together, like sunny
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merci de changer le profil apple pour ty
Infiltration of this music thing
Artist life artist life
And the gyal dem clean and the dawg dem always ready fi run in
Suupa lynching
A just the artist life
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
As a movement regained and regarded both the same,
All complete
Everybody ought to have a maid
Everybody ought to have a working girl
Everybody ought to have a lurking girl
To putter around the house
Everybody
the angels
Giving praise to God alone
Heavens music rises upward
To the Lamb upon the throne
To the Lamb upon the throne
[Chorus]
Blessing! Glory! Sing
I have an ear for music,
And I have an eye for a maid.
I like a pretty girlie,
With each pretty tune that's played.
They go together,
Like
of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Nine drummers drumming eight maids-a-milking
Seven swans-a-swimming six geese-a laying
Five golden rings four calling birds
Gotta lotta tunes in my guitar
Pretty little tunes in my guitar
Gotta lotta tunes in my guitar
But I haven't got a maid to sing to
Haven't got a maid
A I have an ear for music, and I have an eye for a maid.
I like a pretty girl-ie, with each pretty tune that's played.
They go together, like
And a partridge in a pear tree
On the eighth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five
And a partridge in a pear tree
On the eighth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five
Lovely Rita meter maid
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter
When I caught a glimpse
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
I smell cinnamon and spices
I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of color
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
geese a layin'
Five golden rings!
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree!
Eight maids a milkin'
say, nigga?
I'm getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
And a Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself,
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
I smell cinnamon and spices
I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of color
I think that maybe I'm
they are nearing
There's the captain stiff as starch
Bayonet's flashing
Music is crashing
As the wooden soldiers march
Sabers a-clinking
Soldiers
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