Constance George

Now Constance George has got a voice like a tonic Mix it with gin and its got a kick to it Don't care for novellas, prune juice or flans Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man Shes walks with a goose step And cooks like it's a can can Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man She's got soul Now she's as strong as the family have been for years 'Cos she wears her hair down to fight the disease Living a life that ain't been scripted before Hard hat cravings outside the front door She walks with a goose step And cooks like it's a can can Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler She's makin' up for time stolen by her old man She's got soul She's got soul Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh She walks with a goose step And cooks like it's a can can Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler She's makin' up for time stolen by her old man She's got soul