Red-Headed Linda

[Verse] Linda's got a smile that's sure to shine, Hair like red velvet, oh so divine. She's slingin' mayo down at the street stand, A Dutch delight with a magic hand. [Verse 2] From the factory line to the diner dash, Her jars of mayo make quite the splash. In the twilight hours, under neon glow, Linda's workin' magic, row by row. [Chorus] Oh, Red-Headed Linda, queen of the mayo, Sways through the night, like a jazzy tango. Every spoonful's a promise, thick and kind, Her secret recipe, you’ll never find. [Verse 3] In her little apron, tied up so neat, She's the condiment queen that can’t be beat. With a wink and a smile, she sends her wares, Spreadin' joy and mayo, without a care. [Bridge] Late at night when the work’s all done, Linda dreams 'neath the setting sun. Her crimson locks flow down her back, In a whirl of jazz, she never lacks. [Chorus] Oh, Red-Headed Linda, queen of the mayo, Sways through the night, like a jazzy tango. Every spoonful's a promise, thick and kind, Her secret recipe, you’ll never find.