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Lovely Rita meter maid, lovely Rita meter maid
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Lovely Rita meter maid, nothing can come between us
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when it gets dark I tow your heart away
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Standing by a parking meter when I caught a glimpse of Rita
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Filling in the ticket in her little white book.
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I the cap she looked much older
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And the bag across her shoulder
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made her look a little like a military man.
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Lovely Rita meter maid, may I inquire discreetly,
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When you are free to take some tea with me
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Took her out and tried to win her,
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Had a laugh and over dinner
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Told her I would really like to see her again
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Got the bill and Rita paid it,
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Took her home and nearly made it
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Sitting on a sofa with a sister or two.
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Oh, lovely Rita meter maid, where would I be without you,
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Give us a wink and make me think of you.
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Lovely Rita
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| BEATLES |
