How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
But wit and wisdom take a backseat when you?re that afraid
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can?t forget, they never will
They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
And the Fuhrer is alive and well in our panelled den
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they cant forget that war, what a war
My word, she's from Germany
It?s the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles and fine cuisine
The car I drive is parked outside, its German-made
Its lovely German women and its wonderful
rivers that do flow from her hills
Chorus (3X)+
Its lovely German women and you and me
by: José Duarte