Lyrics

Every nation in creation has it's favourite drink France is famous for it's wine, it's beer in Germany Turkey has it's coffee and they serve it blacker than ink Russians go for vodka and England loves it tea Oh, the factories may be roaring With a boom-a-lacka, zoom-a-lacka, wee But there isn't any roar when the clock strikes four Everything stops for tea Oh, a lawyer in the courtroom In the middle of an alimony plea Has to stop and help 'em pour when the clock strikes four Everything stops for tea It's a very good English custom Though the weather be cold or hot When you need a little pick-up, you'll find a little tea cup Will always hit the spot You remember Cleopatra Had a date to meet Mark Anthony at three When he came an hour late she said "You'll have to wait" For everything stops for tea Oh, they may be playing football And the crowd is yelling "Kill the referee!" But no matter what the score, when the clock stikes four Everything stops for tea
Writer(s): Al Goodhart, Al Hoffman, Maurice Sigler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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