Madame Gordin

The madam of the neighbour-house came through the backway door
Saying: «All I need is just a fag»
The madam knew her neighbour boy was all alone at home
And so she didn’t feel like going back
So when it came to light the lady’s second cigarette
She bended it so long down to show him all the sweet she had
Ohoho, Madam Gordin, ohoho, Madam Gordin
Madam Gordin told him all about the garden gate
Showed him where it bumped upon her leg
Madam said sir gordin was too old for her in bed
And slowly laid her arm around his neck
She managed him to lay his head upon her naked skin
Between her dress and flesh where he’d been greedy lookin' in
Ohoho, Madam Gordin, ohoho, Madam Gordin
Madam Gordin whispered softly: «oh I feel so good
Boy, oh boy, it’s been a long, long time»
And Madam Gordin stripped herself as fast as she could
Boy, oh boy, I’d die to make you mine
And when he proved to be a man she really loved him so
She cried and said: «Oh darling, darling, it’s been too long ago»
Ohoho, Madam Gordin, ohoho, Madam Gordin
Madam Gordin laid down there in silent afterglow
And didn’t dare to look into his eyes
Madam Gordin’s loverboy, he really didn’t know
What to say except for: «It's been nice»
And shivering she realized her clothes were on the floor
She grabbed them fast, dressed herself and took the backway door
Ohoho, Madam Gordin, ohoho, Madam Gordin
Ohoho, Madam Gordin, ohoho, Madam Gordin
Ohoho, Madam Gordin