I’m just a h#rn# devil, baby
But I know how to treat a lady
And with my natural charm to save me
Darling your voice is like the Home Service
I’m like a test-match commentary
And to quote a line by Sir Walter Raleigh
“I’m a h#rn# devil indeed”
Here come the Mitford Sisters
They’re {?} and they’re unique
They sent us up something rotten
They’re such a little tease
Here comes Sir Oswald Mosley
Diana Mitford {?}
Gives a birthday kiss to Hitlеr
She’s such a little teasе
She’s a h#rn# devil like me
She’s hot stuff like me
And at heart I’m just an old romantic
After the war we could get married
Throw away those dirty books forever
Darling you’re all that I need
Here come the Mitford Sisters
They’re noble, we’re effete
They sent us up something rotten
They’re such a little tease
Here comes Sir Oswald Mosley
Some boys {?}
They’re really kissing Hitler
She’s such a little tease
{?} house in the country
{?} rises early in the morning
I rise early {?}
Pray to God, go to {?} airfield
To the east is Guildford Cathedral
To the west is no man’s land
Down below me, Hitler’s England
{?} in ancient times
In June {?} shot to ribbons
Situation’s pretty grim in June
Can you hear me? June
Do you love me? June
I can hear you in the wireless
I can hear your voice start to sing in June
Can you hear me? June
Do you love me? June
Can hear you in the wireless
I hear you start to sing
She says, “A h#rn# devil like me”
“Are you hot stuff like me?”
So you’ve met the Midford Sisters
They’re noble, we’re complete
They sent us up something rotten
They’re such a little tease
Now you’ve met Sir Oswald Mosley
Diana n#z# {?}
It’s England versus England
They’re such a little tease
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