How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
   But wit and wisdom take a backseat when you’re that afraid
   Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
   My word, they can't forget, they never will
  
   They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
   And the Fuhrer is alive and well in our panelled den
   Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
   Oh no, they can't forget that war, what a war
  
   Oh no, she's from Germany
   It’s the same old country but the people have changed
   My word, she's from Germany
   With its splendid castles and fine cuisine
  
   The car I drive is parked outside, its German-made
   They resent that less than people who are German-made
   Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
   Oh no, they can't forget that war, what a war
  
   Oh no, she's from Germany
   It's the same old country but the people have changed
   Oh no, she's from Germany
   With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine,
   its lovely German women and its wonderful
   rivers that do flow from her hills
   My word she's from Germany
   Well its the same old country but the people have changed
   My word, she's from Germany
   With its splendid castles and its fine cuisine
   My word she's from Germany
   Well its the same old country but the people have changed
   My word she's from Germany
   With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine
   its lovely German women and you and me