Beatles Lovely Rita
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 meter, 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. 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.
