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Geraldine Lyrics
I'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
If she didn't exist I'd
have to invent her
There isn't any secret to my frequent visits
It's
the way she makes them and they're all exquisite
I'm in love with
the person in the sandwich centre
I'm enamoured of the magic of her fresh
polenta
My temperature rises and my pulses quicken
When she gets
cracking with the coronation chicken
Geraldine, Geraldine
I
know there's much more to life than the physical side
And I should put
these thoughts on hold
But when she buttering my baguette
My blood
runs hot and cold
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
Geraldine,
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G
I'm in love with the person in the sandwich
centre
I'm living for the moment that I next frequent her
In
beauty's eyes beholding my inamorata
As she works her wonders on a dried
tomato
Geraldine, Geraldine
I know there's much more to life
than the sensual side
And the spiritual should come first
But when
she's buttering my baguette
I think I'm going to burst
Geraldine,
that's the nicest badge I've ever seen
Geraldine, you make the world seem
fresh and clean
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
Geraldine,
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G
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