Lyrics:

Throwing flowers out her window and smiling like she can
Fonda-Lina was tryin' 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 by the men 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