Fighting in the rubble of Berlin
Soldier falls in love with the Frulein
Trading whisky, food and nylons
Do it again there's more where that come from

Her face is cut, cos he likes it rough
He tells her to live and forget
Little Hans ain't coming back
He's out there in a Russian prison camp

Soldier, Soldier

He took her that night to the picture show
Land of blue sky's where the buffalo roam
The intermission comes and the news is on
Her mind drifts away to when she was....

Young lovers walking side by side
Within a year their dream had died
Now inside her head all she hears is noise
Tonight she's an actress and his name is Hans

Soldier, soldier

I'm not your little Marlene