Summer ahead but not just yet
Will follow Spring so do not fret
Soon Easter eggs will appear for sale
Like they do every year without fail
Although some will be “holiday eggs”, I’ll bet.
Oh how I long for some sun
Oh how I long for some sun
And be on a beach for some fun
Oh how I long for some sun
And be on a beach for some fun
With an ice cream or two
Oh how I long for some sun
And be on a beach for some fun
With an ice cream or two
One for me, one for you
Oh how I long for some sun
And be on a beach for some fun
With an ice cream or two
One for me, one for you
Till they melt and are starting to run
A lovely young maiden once said
A lovely young maiden once said
For my hand, you must first take me to bed
A lovely young maiden once said
For my hand, you must first take me to bed
With a nod and a wink
A lovely young maiden once said
For my hand, you must first take me to bed
With a nod and a wink
And my cheeks turned quite pink
A lovely young maiden once said
For my hand, you must first take me to bed
With a nod and a wink
And my cheeks turned quite pink
For I really was easily led
It was on the train home that I met
It was on the train home that I met
Someone I fancied, and yet …
It was on the train home that I met
Someone I fancied, and yet …
They just looked away
It was on the train home that I met
Someone I fancied, and yet …
They just looked away
And to my dismay
It was on the train home that I met
Someone I fancied, and yet …
They just looked away
And try as I may
It was on the train home that I met
Someone I fancied, and yet …
They just looked away
And to my dismay
The date was one I wouldn’t get
There was a young man from Peru
There was a young man from Peru
Who told me “I rather like you”
There was a young man from Peru
Who told me “I rather like you”
But although he looked stunning
There was a young man from Peru
Who told me “I rather like you”
But although he looked stunning
He was rather cunning
There was a young man from Peru
Who told me “I rather like you”
But although he looked stunning
He was rather cunning
So I gave him a dose of my flu
I think I have got a bad cold
I think I have got a bad cold
No man 'flu about I’ve been told
I think I have got a bad cold
No man 'flu about I’ve been told
The nose is still sore