| How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
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| But wit and wisdom take a backseat girl when you’re that afraid
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| Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
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| My word, they can’t forget, they never will
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| They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
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| And the Fuhrer is alive and well in our panelled den
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| Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
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| My word, they can’t forget that war, what a war
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| Well, it’s the same old country but the people have changed
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| My word… Germany
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| With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
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| Well, the car I drive is parked outside, it’s German-made
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| They resent that less than the people who are German-made
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| Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
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| My word, they can’t forget that war, what a war, some war
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| My word… Germany
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| Well, it’s the same old country but the people have changed
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| My word… Germany
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| With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine, its lovely German women
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| And its wonderful rivers that do flow from her hills
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| Well, it’s the same old country but the people have changed
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| Well, it’s the same old country but the people have changed
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| Well, it’s the same old country but the people have changed
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| My word, she’s from Germany
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| With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine
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| Its lovely German women and you and me! |