Letra da Música: Little Old Lady Polka - Blue Oyster Cult

I am just a young man
I haven't a vife
A farm in da hills
Can be a lonely life
But then one night
Came a knocking at my door
And I vill never be lonely any more

Dere vas an old lady
As sweet as could be
She told me she had
Some good news for me
She took off her coat
And showed me her treat
A great big streudel, all that I could eat

I ate the mightiest streudel through the night
The old lady smiled with joy
She savored every morsel until the morning light
Oh how the lady just loves to feed her boy

(Yodeled)
She's a little old lady, a little old lady, etc...
She's a little old lady, a little old lady, etc...
Who loves to feed me streudel all night long

Every single night after tending to my sheep
I eat a little streudel before I go to sleep
She always has it waiting, she keeps it nice and warm
Now I am so happy on my little farm

I ate the mightiest streudel through the night
The old lady smiled with joy
She savored every morsel until the morning light
Oh how the lady just loves to feed her boy

(Yodeled)
She's a little old lady, a little old lady, etc...
She's a little old lady, a little old lady, etc...
Who loves to feed me streudel all night long