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