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 the 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 military man
Lovely Rita, meter maid May I inquire discreetly When are you free to take some tea with me?
Rita
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 and 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
