Sixty-four?! I’m way past that!
I’ve lost my hair and I’m running to fat
But I still enjoy a glass of wine
And once a year a Valentine
There on the mat from “lovely Rita”
What I wouldn’t give to meet her
If she was free
To take some tea
With me
But she’s settled now with another man
She’s got 3 kids and is 5 times a gran
Thinks it best we stay apart
While I nurse a terminal broken heart.
But up the shops as we’re passing by
She’ll turn her head and catch my eye
She gives me a wink
And makes me think
What might have been
With Rita
Lovely Rita.

Lovely Rita

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