LYRIC

Bertha Lou, Bertha Lou
Let me slip around with you
If I could grace the sand
I'd be a mighty, mighty man
Because you're so good, Bertha Lou

Bertha Lou, Bertha Lou
Gotta get a date with you
If I could hear you call
Or missed a class to fall
Ain't no telling what I'd do
Bertha Lou

You wear your hair in a poodle cut
You're walking down the street
Like a silver pup

But everybody knows
That you're so sweet
You tickle me from head
To my athlete feet

Hey, hey, Bertha Lou
I wanna conjugate with you
You know my blood is running wild
And I know you ain't no child
When you do what you do, Bertha Lou

You wear your hair in a poodle cut
You're walking down the street
Like a silver pup

But everybody knows
That you're so sweet
You tickle me from head
To my athlete feet

Hey, hey, Bertha Lou
I wanna conjugate with you
You know my blood is running wild
And I know you ain't no child
When you do what you do, Bertha Lou

Bertha Lou
Bertha Lou
Bertha Lou

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