How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
But wit and wisdom take a back-seat, go when you're that afraid
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can't forget, they never will
They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
And the Fuhrer is alive and well in our panelled den
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can't forget that war, what a war
My word, she's from Germany
Well, it's the same old country but the people have changed
My word, Germany
With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
Do-do-doo-doo
Well, the car I drive is parked outside, it's German-made
They resent that less than the people who are German-made
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can't forget that war, what a war, sick war
My word, Germany
Well, it's the same old country but the people have changed
My word, Germany
With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
Its lovely German women and its wonderful rivers
That do flow from her hills
My word, she's from Germany
Well, it's the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine - oh no
My word, she's from Germany
Well, it's the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
My word, she's from Germany
Well, it's the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine
Its lovely German women and you and me
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