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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah -
lovely rita, meter maid,
lovely rita, meter maid.
(ah-oh)
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 milit´ry man.
Lovely rita, meter maid,
may i enquire discreetly,
(lovely rita)
»when are you free to take some tea with me?«
(lovely rita, maid -)
rita!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
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 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.
(lovely rita, meter maid)
lovely, meter maid,
(lovely rita, meter maid)
rita, meter maid,
(lovely rita, meter maid)
oh, lovely rita, meter, meter maid.
(lovely rita, meter maid)
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