Lady From Athina

Marsha
Was the girl from Letterkenny when I saw her
It was such a holy feast

She came
Walking down the foggy lane into the morning
Of a warm September day

Shirley, she lived down the way I met her in Tobago
She was such a sight to see

Brown skin
A bathing beauty with wild dreadlocks
And I loved her like the Lady from Athina

Mandy
I would walk a 1000 miles my soul is burned out
Since I left your house in France

I can′t
Find no sleep until the dawning need you so bad
You′re my living phantasy

Sorry
But I need to cross the ocean ′cause tomorrow
I will be in paradise

Tell me
I′m the greatest king of fools there′s only one girl
And that′s my Lady in Athina