Peddling down the road at a quarter to three
 I really don't know what you see in me.
 Pushing up the hill is a serious strain
  I Think I would be better off taking the train.

 Julia you see you’re a woman of means
 I am alone with my sausage and beans
 I often wonder what you see in me
 My collie named Phil,  my Colour TV

 Oh Julia, You’re my girl Julia.

 A woman like you and they’re breaking the mould’
 You’re never too young and you’re never too old
 Jimmy Choose shoes and designer bag,
 It is me in my cap with my pac a mac bag

 Oh Julia
 You are my girl Julia




 You live in a house with a drive and a gate
 You’re always on time you never come late.
 An office in London, New York and Hong Kong
 You’re phones always busy but mines never on

 My interest is Star Wars and gardens and trees
 Your Mother’s from Chelsea, me Dad is from Leeds.
 Under wander which see you me
 My daring named fell my Colour TV
 Said Oh Julia, You’re my girl Julia.

 A woman like you and they’re breaking the mould
 You’re never too young and you’re never too old
 You’re Jimmy Choose shoes and designer bag,
 Me in my cap with my drainpipes and fag.

 Oh Julia
 You are my girl Julia
 Julia
 Julia
 Julia
 My Julia