My Marge (Electric Light Orchestra)

My Marge My Marge is such a delight She thrills me at night The second I turn out the light My Marge is peaches to me When no-one can see She snuggle up is heavenly My Marge squeeze me sqeeze me Take me home for tea Let's not stay out too late Cause your mother will be cross And I'll be down across her knee Y'know My Marge speaks double dutch She's so ripe to touch That's why I love her very much O three three o And take me home for tea Let's not stay out too late Or your mother will be cross And I'll be down across her knee Y'know My Marge is such a delight She thrills me at night The second I turn out the light O three three o ooh ooh! Y'know my Marge I know She's a nice girl y'know I know She picks her nose Ugh! Throws the brown lumps over the right side The green lumps over the left side And everybody else says goodnight!