Even Redder Than That - John Parish

She’s even redder than that

She likes to torture the cat

Who keeps returning for more

They’ll be lining up at her door

Which is pillar-box red paint

When she looks your way you feel faint

& the colour gone to your cheeks

Won’t drain away for weeks

You know the girl is volcano

You’d better pray she don’t say no

To whatever your proposing

You know the girl is vocano

You’d better hope she don’t play though

She’s even redder than that

She likes to torture the cat

Who keeps returning for more

They’ll be lining up at her door

Which is pillar-box red paint

When she looks your way you feel faint

& the colour gone to your cheeks

Won’t drain away for weeks

& she’s even redder than that

In her corduroy & her hat

Once upon a little time

I dreamed of making her mine

You know the girl is volcano

You’d better pray she don’t say no

To whatever your proposing

You know the girl is vocano

You’d better hope she don’t play though