Iand'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
if she didnand't exist iand'd have to invent her
there isnand't any secret to my frequent visits
itand's the way she makes them and theyand're all exquisite
Iand'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
iand'm enamoured of the magic of her fresh polenta
my temperature rises and my pulses quicken
when she gets cracking with the coronation chicken
geraldine, geraldine
I know thereand's much more to life than the physical side
and i should put these thoughts on hold
but when she buttering my baguette
my blood runs hot and cold
geraldine, g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-geraldine
geraldine, g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g
Iand'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre
iand'm living for the moment that i next frequent her
in beautyand's eyes beholding my inamorata
as she works her wonders on a dried tomato
geraldine, geraldine
I know thereand's much more to life than the sensual side
and the spiritual should come first
but when sheand's buttering my baguette
i think iand'm going to burst
geraldine, thatand's the nicest badge iand've ever seen
geraldine, you make the world seem fresh and clean
geraldine, g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-geraldine
geraldine, g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g