Lovely Rita sing and play along

Ah.

Lovely Rita, meter maid,

lovely Rita, meter maid.

Lovely Rita, meter maid, nothing can come between us;

when it gets dark, I tow your heart away.

Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of Rita,

filling in a ticket in her little white book.

In a cap she looked much older,

and the bag across her shoulder made her look a little like a milit'ry man.

Oh, Lovely Rita, meter maid, may I enquire discreetly,

"When are you free to take some tea with me?"

Ah. Rita.

you. ly Rita, meter maid, lovely Rita,

meter maid.

Lovely Rita, meter maid, lovely Rita,

meter maid.