Geraldine lyrics

I`m in love with the person in the sandwich centre
If she didn`t exist I`d have to invent her
There isn`t any secret to my frequent visits
It`s the way she makes them and they`re all exquisite

I`m in love with the person in the sandwich centre
I`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 there`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

I`m in love with the person in the sandwich centre
I`m living for the moment that I next frequent her
In beauty`s eyes beholding my inamorata
As she works her wonders on a dried tomato
Geraldine, Geraldine

I know there`s much more to life than the sensual side
And the spiritual should come first
But when she`s buttering my baguette
I think I`m going to burst
Geraldine, that`s the nicest badge I`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