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