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 the ticket in her little white book. I the 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 you are 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 and nearly made it Sitting on a 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.  Pour imprimer simplement et sans pub