Throwing flowers out her window And smiling like she can Fonda-Lina Must try it hard to attract the men With her bosoms hanging over the window sill It's a story as old as Jesus Fonda-Lina has a void to fill Fonda-Lina Says "can you hear me" to the men below She sighs "come to my bedroom, please, don't answer no" With her bosoms hanging over the window sill It's a story as old as Jesus Fonda-Lina has a void to fill She's not impatient, just excited Expectations, very high She's just a woman in need of passion Fonda-Lina That passes by With her bosom hanging over the window sill It's a story as old as Jesus Fonda-Lina has a void to fill Fonda-Lina has a void to fill