I´m in love with the person in the sandwich centre
If she didn´t exist I´d have to invent her
There isn´t any secret to my frequent visits
It´s the way she makes them and they´re all exquisite

I´m in love with the person in the sandwich centre
I´m enamoured of the magic of her fresh polenta
My temperature rises and my pulses quicken
When she gets cracking with the coronation chicken
Geraldine, Geraldine

I know there´s much more to life than the physical side
And I should put these thoughts on hold
But when she buttering my baguette
My blood runs hot and cold
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G

I´m in love with the person in the sandwich centre

I´m living for the moment that I next frequent her
In beauty´s eyes beholding my inamorata
As she works her wonders on a dried tomato
Geraldine, Geraldine

I know there´s much more to life than the sensual side
And the spiritual should come first
But when she´s buttering my baguette
I think I´m going to burst
Geraldine, that´s the nicest badge I´ve ever seen
Geraldine, you make the world seem fresh and clean
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Geraldine
Geraldine, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G