Goosa Goosa

Goosa goosa, sexy goosa
Goosa goosa, sexy goosa
Goosa goosa, sexy goosa
Goosa goosa, sexy goosa

Goosa goosa, sexy goosa

Now there was Mavis
She comes from Bishop Lavis
When Mavis walks by, Lord save us
She's built like a bus
And she measures up, oh Mavis!

Maritha, no girl could ever be sweeter
In her bedroom, she keeps a parking meter
Now you might get lucky
If you park your bakkie by Rita

Flutter your big brown eyes
You'll be hypnotised
Before you realise
You've fallen in love with her!

Oh Rita! (Rita)
Rita with her parking meter

Now let me tell you 'bout Greta, she really fills a sweater
She will kiss you all day if you let her
Not a tooth in her mouth
She pulled 'em all out to kiss better

Let me tell you 'bout Ava
The girl has a different flavour
The only problem is
She needs an electric shaver!

She's got more hair on her lips
Than watermelon pips, oh Ava!