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