Constance George

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