Fonda-Lina

Throwing flowers out her window
And smiling like she can
Fonda-Lina must try it hard to attract the men

With her bosoms hanging over the window sill
It's a story as old as Jesus
Fonda-Lina has a void to fill

Fonda-Lina says, "Can you hear me?" to the men below
She sighs, "Come to my bedroom, please, don't answer no"

With her bosoms hanging over the window sill
It's a story as old as Jesus
Fonda-Lina has a void to fill

She's not impatient, just excited
Expectations very high
She's just a woman in need of passion
Fonda-Lina, that passes by

With her bosom hanging over the window sill
It's a story as old as Jesus
Fonda-Lina has a void to fill
Fonda-Lina has a void to fill