Countess From Hong Kong Lyrics
Countess from Hong Kong she moves so lightly like the summer rain Everytime I see and I think about her it ends up the same


My henna-haired gal's all there in coffee-coloured lace,
Wearing such a pretty smile upon her face.
Her little angel's fluttering around and pulling on her dress,
And you know that's the way she like it best.

She's a new age mother, she don't take no bull,
She don't dig that attitude in school.

Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag

And if you use a cup in the kitchen, you gotta wash it yourself,
When it's clean, put that up back on that shelf.
She don't dig none of that old-fashioned jazz
Where women do all the chores,
She can think and open all her own doors.

She's a new age mother, she don't take no bull,
She don't dig that attitude in school.

She's a new age mother, she mo