I wrote this song about a simpler time, before Putin invaded the Ukraine and before the UK was taken out of the European Union.
Lyrics
It was a pickers party at a works canteen,
That’s where I met her
She said "I hope you're not American., they're all mad
And the Britishers aren't much better".
That’s where I met her
She said "I hope you're not American., they're all mad
And the Britishers aren't much better".
She said she worked for the KGB,
Olga from the Volga was her code name"
I said "I'm Mick from the Styx I’m with MI6
And we know your little game”.
We danced 'neath white fluorescent lights,
Drank off table tops of formica
But when we went outside into the warm summer night
I decided "I really like her"
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you for ever
Da Da Da"
We picked pears apples, and potatoes
Through the days in the orchards and the farms
We spent the nights talking and loving
Wrapped in each others arms
I took her home to see my folks
They fell in love with her just like me.
She said “You must all come to visit me at home
And we’ll go swimming in the Black sea”
Some times she said she came from Georgia,
Sometimes the Ukraine
Belarus, or Moldova I'm a shamed to say
But to me they were all the same
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you for ever
Da Da Da"
Then the end of the season came around
When the pickers all head back home
We gathered for a farewell drink
To copy e mails and addresses to our phones.
In the station bar we all crammed in,
Lots of pickers but not much noise
As I took out my phone to put her details in,
She looked at me with watery eyes.
She said “I’m going to put some powder on my nose”
Then she took a little sip of wine
Then she kissed me gently on the forehead
I guess I knew it was the very last time.
She said
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you forever"
But I never saw her no more.
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you forever
Da Da Da"
Olga from the Volga was her code name"
I said "I'm Mick from the Styx I’m with MI6
And we know your little game”.
We danced 'neath white fluorescent lights,
Drank off table tops of formica
But when we went outside into the warm summer night
I decided "I really like her"
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you for ever
Da Da Da"
We picked pears apples, and potatoes
Through the days in the orchards and the farms
We spent the nights talking and loving
Wrapped in each others arms
I took her home to see my folks
They fell in love with her just like me.
She said “You must all come to visit me at home
And we’ll go swimming in the Black sea”
Some times she said she came from Georgia,
Sometimes the Ukraine
Belarus, or Moldova I'm a shamed to say
But to me they were all the same
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you for ever
Da Da Da"
Then the end of the season came around
When the pickers all head back home
We gathered for a farewell drink
To copy e mails and addresses to our phones.
In the station bar we all crammed in,
Lots of pickers but not much noise
As I took out my phone to put her details in,
She looked at me with watery eyes.
She said “I’m going to put some powder on my nose”
Then she took a little sip of wine
Then she kissed me gently on the forehead
I guess I knew it was the very last time.
She said
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you forever"
But I never saw her no more.
She used to say
"Give me a pair of minutes
Wait for me through the door
I will always love you forever
Da Da Da"
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