Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Metro Polka, artist - Frankie Laine.
Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Song language: English
The Metro Polka |
Boom, boom, boom, boom |
Boom, boom, boom, boom |
Hey |
I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole |
She couldn’t waltz to save her sole |
But oh how she could polka |
I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss |
Then I held her tight like this |
And danced the Metro Polka |
I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me |
I didn’t think she’d carry me |
Into the church around the corner |
Now I’ve got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law |
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka |
I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole |
She couldn’t waltz to save her sole |
But oh how she could polka |
I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss |
Then I held her tight like this |
And danced the Metro Polka |
I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me |
I didn’t think she’d carry me |
Into the church around the corner |
Now I’ve got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law |
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka |
He met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole |
She couldn’t waltz to save her sole |
But oh how she could polka |
He asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss |
Then I held her tight like this |
And danced the Metro Polka |
He asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me |
I didn’t think she’d carry me |
Into the church around the corner |
Now I’ve got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law |
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka |
Hey, hey, hey, |
Hey, hey, hey, |
Hey, hey, hey, |
I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole |
She couldn’t waltz to save her sole |
But oh how she could polka |
I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss |
Then I held her tight like this |
And danced the Metro Polka |
I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me |
I didn’t think she’d carry me |
Into the church around the corner |
Now I’ve got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law |
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka |
Hey |