Lyrics

Goosa goosa, sexy goosa Goosa goosa, sexy goosa Goosa goosa, sexy goosa Goosa goosa, sexy goosa Goosa goosa, sexy goosa Now there was Mavis She comes from Bishop Lavis When Mavis walks by, Lord save us She's built like a bus And she measures up, oh Mavis! Maritha, no girl could ever be sweeter In her bedroom, she keeps a parking meter Now you might get lucky If you park your bakkie by Rita Flutter your big brown eyes You'll be hypnotised Before you realise You've fallen in love with her! Oh Rita! (Rita) Rita with her parking meter Now let me tell you 'bout Greta, she really fills a sweater She will kiss you all day if you let her Not a tooth in her mouth She pulled 'em all out to kiss better Let me tell you 'bout Ava The girl has a different flavour The only problem is She needs an electric shaver! She's got more hair on her lips Than watermelon pips, oh Ava!