Oh, Maggie Lyrics

They asked why I'm marrying Margaret Thatcher

"Why in the world would you go and do that?

Is it because she's got a glorious accent

That tickles the throat to impersonate?"

I'll give you three reasons why I love Ms Thatcher

The first is that her favorite color is blue

And next is that when we dance she lets me lead her

And third is the smile she wears once a day

They asked, "Can you really love Margaret Thatcher?

She's gone to the Parliament every day

Her elbows rubbed raw by the world's leading elbows

She's only one wrinkle away from the grave"

I'll give yu three reasons why I love Ms Thatcher

The First is the feeling I feel when she's well

And next is that she is impossibly pretty

And third's a state secret I swore not to tell

Oh, Maggie, you're breaking my heart

Seeing you with Dennis, well, it's tearing me apart

And I said, your work in the Falklands saved the empire

Oh, Maggie

Oh, Maggie, the miners may hate you

But, oh, darling, you know I still need you

I said, oh, Maggie, oh, Maggie, oh, Maggie!

They asked why I'm weeping for Margaret Thatcher

"Why in the world would you go and do that?

Is it because she up and died on the weekend?

Well, didn't you know that was Canada's cat?"

Oh, hallelujah I'm loving Ms Thatcher

The hush of her breathing excites me the most

And when she laughs all of the babies laugh with her

She's puppies and rainbows and jam on warm toast

Oh, Maggie! Oh, Maggie! Oh, Maggie!

You know that I love you