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