South London in the middle of a dry spell
Frank Sinatra on the Victrola up high
Daddy’s dancin’ with baby on his shoulder
The sun is settin’ like molasses in the sky
The girl could sing, knew how to move, everything
Always wanting more, she’d leave you longing for

Always wanting more, she’d leave you longing for
Black velvet and that little girl’s smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
Up in Camden the music’s like a heatwave
White lightening, bound to drive you wild
Daddy’s baby’s in the heart of every school boy

“Back To Black” leaves ‘em cryin’ in the aisle
The way she lived , it was a sin, so sweet and true
Always wanting more, she’d leave you longing for
Black velvet and that little girl’s smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
Every word of every song that he sang was for you
In a flash she was gone, it happened so soon, what could you do?

Black velvet and that little girl’s smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please

Black velvet and that little girl’s smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
If you please, if you please, if you please