Bertha lovely Bertha, you are lovely machine And anyone who works with you will know just what I mean Bertha lovely Bertha, sometimes I think your a dreamWhen we work out what you have to do You can always turn the goods out Always turn the goods out we can depend upon youClicking in the day, flashing in the night Your computer is shining brightly Some people say you have a mind of your own And I think that's very likely, likelyBertha lovely Bertha, sometimes I think your a dream When we work out what you have to do You can always turn the goods out Always turn the goods out we can depend upon you
