| 作词 : Rogers | |
| Now Constance George has got a voice like a tonic | |
| Mix it with gin and its got a kick to it | |
| Don't care for novellas, prune juice or flans | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| Shes walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it's a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She's got soul | |
| Now she's as strong as the family have been for years | |
| 'Cos she wears her hair down to fight the disease | |
| Living a life that ain't been scripted before | |
| Hard hat cravings outside the front door | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it's a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She's makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She's got soul | |
| She's got soul | |
| Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it's a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She's makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She's got soul |
| zuo ci : Rogers | |
| Now Constance George has got a voice like a tonic | |
| Mix it with gin and its got a kick to it | |
| Don' t care for novellas, prune juice or flans | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| Shes walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul | |
| Now she' s as strong as the family have been for years | |
| ' Cos she wears her hair down to fight the disease | |
| Living a life that ain' t been scripted before | |
| Hard hat cravings outside the front door | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She' s makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul | |
| She' s got soul | |
| Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She' s makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul |
| zuò cí : Rogers | |
| Now Constance George has got a voice like a tonic | |
| Mix it with gin and its got a kick to it | |
| Don' t care for novellas, prune juice or flans | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| Shes walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| Shes makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul | |
| Now she' s as strong as the family have been for years | |
| ' Cos she wears her hair down to fight the disease | |
| Living a life that ain' t been scripted before | |
| Hard hat cravings outside the front door | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She' s makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul | |
| She' s got soul | |
| Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh | |
| She walks with a goose step | |
| And cooks like it' s a can can | |
| Falls to bed like ice in a tumbler | |
| She' s makin' up for time stolen by her old man | |
| She' s got soul |