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.
Standing by a parking mete
When I caught a glimpse of Rita
Filling in a ticket in her little white book.
In a cap she looked much older
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look a little like a military man.
Lovely Rita meter maid
May I inquire discreetly
When are you free
To take some tea with me.
Rita!
Took her out and tried to win her
Had a laugh and over dinner
Told her I would really like to see her again
Got the bill and Rita paid it
Took her home I nearly made it
Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two.
Oh, lovely Rita meter maid
Where would I be without you
Give us a wink and make me think of you.
Lovely Rita meter maid, lovely Rita meter maid
Lovely Rita meter maid.
Submitted by walter at Thu 31 Jan, 2008 5:26 am
Last updated by Frank Potters at Sat 03 Jun, 2017 1:04 pm