POLYTHENE PAM

Check out Roma!'s gleefully unorthodox cover of the Beatles' "Polythene Pam" for The Beatles Complete on Ukulele project, masterminded by the brilliant (and slightly mad) David Barratt – who also supplied the ukulele. Roma! afficionados will appreciate the shout out to Joseph Moncure March's The Wild Party in the third verse.

Polythene Pam by RomaTheBand


Well you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking but she looks like a man
Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag
Yes you should see Polythene Pam
Yeah yeah yeah

Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's jacked to the Hilt
She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World"
Yes you could say she was attractively built
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

By the time that Pam arrives on the scene
The party’s over everyone is sleeping
She couldn’t fit in the bed cuz Katie was giving head
So she was forced to curl up in the latrine
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

MADELAINE TRUE

"Madelaine True" is the third song by Roma! Like "Queenie" and "Kate", it was produced by David Barratt and inspired lyrically by Joseph Moncure March's 1928 epic poem, The Wild Party.

Madelaine True by RomaTheBand

Take a look take a look take a look look
At Madelaine True
Her body is a marvel is a marvel
But her mouth is so cruel

Dance Maddy dance Maddy dance cuz
I wanna pretend
Pretend it’s the beginning even though I know
That this is the end

No 
No you don’t have to speak
Cuz the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

On the bed is a girl is a girl all
Alone and aloof
Maddy knows Maddy knows Maddy knows
But she’s asking for proof

Hungry eyes slanted eyes painted eyes
Green and cold like a snake
Cross the room sit right down take her hand
Watch her give it a shake

No 
No you don’t have to speak
Cuz the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

Candles flicker and they flare and they sputter
And they start to go out
Shadows leap across the room cross the room with a silent shout
Maddy True Maddy True I see you and the girl are as one
On the couch in the dark and she’s pale and you’re grey as a gun
 
No 
No you don’t have to speak
Cuz the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

Small white fingers wrapped around your waist
And a faraway look on her sweet sweet face
And the rise and the fall of her chest make you want to forget

KATE

"Kate" is Roma!'s second song. It's about a redhead. Like "Queenie," "Kate" was produced by David Barratt and inspired lyrically by Joseph Moncure March's 1928 epic poem, The Wild Party.

Kate by RomaTheBand

She’s vicious
Capricious
And ever so delicious
She’s rakish
And tallish
Expressive-lipped and smallish

Well she could make a Baptist preacher laugh so hard he would choke
With a joke
And if you pay enough she’ll surely pay you back with a poke
Or some coke

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

With eyes like
A raven
And appetites so craven oh
She’s lusty
And busty
And certainly not trusty no

She’s not the type to be discreet or try to keep something hid
That she did
And if you let her take the wheel you know your car’s gonna skid
That’s our kid

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

Wiggle it, Katie
Go ‘head, Katie
Wiggle it, Katie
Go ‘head, Katie

Wiggle it just a little bit
Come on and wiggle it
Just a little bit
Yeah yeah
Wiggle it just a little bit
Come on and wiggle it
Just a little bit

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

QUEENIE

"Queenie" is Roma!'s first song. It's about a blonde. "Queenie" was produced and cowritten by David Barratt. If the lyrics sound familiar, it's because many of them were taken from The Wild Party, an epic poem by Joseph Moncure March that was published in 1928. Female vocals courtesy of Calavera.

Queenie by RomaTheBand

Queenie was a blonde

And her age stood still

When she danced twice a day

Twice a day in vaudeville

Grey eyes

Lips like coals aglow

And her face a tinted mask

A tinted mask of snow

What hips

What shoulders

What a back she had!

Legs built to drive men mad

And she did

And she did

And she did

And she did

Queenie had a man

She had a man named Burrs

He was a clown of great renown

Three-sheeted all over town

Oh yes

Burrs he was a charmer

Who only loved Queenie as much

As much as he could harm her

One grin

One gesture

And the house would yell

But his eyes were mean as hell

'Cause he was

Yes he was

Just because

Just because

And when Sunday comes

Queenie's up like a shot

And though it ain't quite noon

It's already too hot

So tired

That her eyes stay shut

And when she calls her man

Her man calls her a slut

They fight

Then she says

Babe to make this right

Let's throw a party tonight

So they did

Yes they did

And they did

Yes they did