| Song | Submarine Girl |
| Artist | Sad Lovers and Giants |
| Album | Melting in the Fullness of Time |
| Yes its true I think of you | |
| In an air-raid shelter filled with clover | |
| As somewhere on the radio | |
| Our leader says the war is over | |
| Do you recall the coarseness of my uniform? | |
| I think of you and yes its true | |
| I lost my heart to a submarine girl | |
| Sometimes you raised my periscope | |
| Sometimes you haven t got a hope | |
| Do you still remember | |
| All those buses that we missed together? | |
| As deep inside we realised | |
| That soon the world would change forever | |
| Across the dancefloor | |
| In our patent leather shoes | |
| Six months under water | |
| Was enough to make a goddess out of you | |
| Sometimes you raised my periscope | |
| Sometimes you haven’t got a hope | |
| Sitting in a hut with a snoring sergeant | |
| Polishing your boots did you find the time to think of me? | |
| And now we’re sitting in the armchairs by the fireside | |
| Looking at the children of our children happily | |
| And when I look at you sometimes at night | |
| Well then I know its true that we ve turned out alright | |
| Yes its true I think of you | |
| In an air-raid shelter filled with clover | |
| As somewhere on the radio | |
| Our leader says the war is over | |
| Do you recall the coarseness of my uniform? | |
| I think of you and yes its true | |
| I lost my heart to a submarine girl | |
| A submarine girl |
| Yes its true I think of you | |
| In an airraid shelter filled with clover | |
| As somewhere on the radio | |
| Our leader says the war is over | |
| Do you recall the coarseness of my uniform? | |
| I think of you and yes its true | |
| I lost my heart to a submarine girl | |
| Sometimes you raised my periscope | |
| Sometimes you haven t got a hope | |
| Do you still remember | |
| All those buses that we missed together? | |
| As deep inside we realised | |
| That soon the world would change forever | |
| Across the dancefloor | |
| In our patent leather shoes | |
| Six months under water | |
| Was enough to make a goddess out of you | |
| Sometimes you raised my periscope | |
| Sometimes you haven' t got a hope | |
| Sitting in a hut with a snoring sergeant | |
| Polishing your boots did you find the time to think of me? | |
| And now we' re sitting in the armchairs by the fireside | |
| Looking at the children of our children happily | |
| And when I look at you sometimes at night | |
| Well then I know its true that we ve turned out alright | |
| Yes its true I think of you | |
| In an airraid shelter filled with clover | |
| As somewhere on the radio | |
| Our leader says the war is over | |
| Do you recall the coarseness of my uniform? | |
| I think of you and yes its true | |
| I lost my heart to a submarine girl | |
| A submarine girl |