Marjorie Margerine

Leitch

She sits at the window polishing horse brasses

An old man is snoring near wearing wire glasses

That makes her laugh but rain makes her sigh

Rain makes her cry and sex makes her shy

Marjorie Margerine longs to be a queen

Marjorie Margerine longs to make a scene

She's at that age, Marjorie Margerine

She can't get to sleep at night thinking of Thomas

She will try to see him today, make him promise

That makes her glad, she grin when she glad

She loves to be bad, ignoring her dad

Majorie Margerine longs to be a queen, also

Majorie Margerine longs to make a scene

She's at that age, Marjorie Margerine

She makes do with Teddy and the pillow-fellow

If mum could see how they perform, she would turn yellow

That makes her smile, she'll be grown in a while

Strutting around in style, drivin' all the fellas wild

Marjorie Margerine longs to be a queen

Marjorie Margerine longs to make a scene

She's at that age, Marjorie Margerine

She squints in the sunny yard, peeling oranges

She squints in the sunny yard, peeling oranges

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