our cilla
Pricilla Marie veronica white o.b.e
past the time
cilla was so fine
sing a song to shine
she was all mine
in our world
number one at the time
tom boys days
sing in the cavern
they let me stay
in the cloakroom
to make or break
my singing days
crossed the Mersey
so cold i wore a jersey
anyone who had a heart
was so true
of the likely lads
just like our da
the Beatles and bands
was in Brien Epstein hands
blind date full of fate
hello cilla here
have no fear my dear
to full of cheers
lets us have some fun
with champagne and beer
surprise surprise
tears of joy
as cilla found my boys
let them go and play
with there long lost toys
a Liverpool lass
born an bread
there is nothing
else to be said