Bertha, courtesty of Lesley Smith Songtext / Lyric

Bertha lovely bertha
You are lovely machine
And anyone who works with you will know just what I mean

Whoa...

Bertha 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

Clicking 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 thats very likely, likely

Bertha 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