Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh
Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie.
Chorus
(OH) Nellie at the deli in the service station.
Every little sandwich, is a Nellie creation.
The ham has gone stale, she has it for days.
You’ll never know the differ, when she slaps on mayonnaise.
Nellie now the crater, she let nothing go ta waste.
She’d always mix it up into a salad or a paste.
She’d slap it in the middle of the rolls of bread.
Use up the bits an’ scraps, thats were her money it is made.
Chorus
Oh Nellie at the deli in the service station.
Every little sandwich, is a Nellie creation.
The ham has gone stale, she has it for days.
You’ll never know the differ, when she slaps on mayonnaise.
“Nellie is a good one, Johnny”
“Oh she’s square good, you’ll always get a great aul roll out of her”
At five a clock each morning, Nellie jumps out of bed.
So many people going ta work, now they have ta be fed.
There looking for there breakfast or a sandwich for their lunch.
An’ Nellie at the deli doesn’t charge ’em very much.
Chorus
Oh Nellie at the deli in the service station.
Every little sandwich, is a Nellie creation.
The ham has gone stale, she has it for days.
You’ll never know the differ, when she slaps on mayonnaise.
Chorus
Oh Nellie at the deli in the service station.
Every little sandwich, is a Nellie creation.
The ham has gone stale, she has it for days.
You’ll never know the differ, when she slaps on mayonnaise.
Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie,
Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie,
Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie, Nellie…..