Petticoats Of Portugal

Dick Jacobs & His Orchestra

Music and Lyrics by Michael Durso, Mel Mitchell and Murl Kahn



When breezes blow petticoats of Portugal.

Theres quite a show on the streets of Portugal;

Each passer by winks his eye, whistles and smiles,

The oohs and ahs, loud hurrahs, echo for miles;

The shapely gams, neath petticoats of Portugal.

Start traffic jams, But the cop on the square doesnt care!

Theres not a guy alive who doesnt thrive

On watching skirts go free!

Especially the petticoats of Portugal;



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