Let's Make Love
Composer(s): Stanley J. Damerell - Tolchard Evans
Performer(s): Jack Payne & Charlie Asplin



Love's a thing no one can decide
You and young potatoes make eyes
And the beetroots, they all turn red
When they start thinking of what Father said

Let's make love
In spring, summer, autumn, and winter
Let's make love
In spring when the dickie birds sing

In summer make love by the silvery sea
In autumn make love by the old apple tree
In winter just cuddle up closer to me
And let's make love

Let's make love
In spring, summer, autumn, and winter
Let's make love
In spring when of tripe we all sing

In summer, at Blackpool, well you can't beat that
In autumn on old Ilkley moor 'baht 'at
In winter stay in by the fire with the cat
And Blah, Blah, Blah (Trumpet sounds)

Let's make love
In spring, summer, autumn, and winter
Let's make love
in spring when the old Bow bells ring

In summer make love 'neath the trees Epping way
In autumn the old Bull and Bush is OK
In winter down good Old Kent Road we'll go gay
And let's make love