
Songs that feature the name of my dearly beloved, Marsha.
- The Pyramids – Here Comes Marsha (1.8MB) An old vinyl, hence the crackle
Here she comes
Here she comes down the street
Here comes Marsha
A lovely sight to seeAnd here she comes
Here she comes right now
So come on, come on, come on, come on Marsha
Oh, here she comes right now
So come on, come on, come on, come on MarshaWhen she holds her head up high
Oh, how I’d like to be her guy
Oh, here comes Marsha.
Here comes MarshaEverybody loves Marsha
But not as much as me
Her mystic smile
Thrills me intimatelyFor she’s like Mona Lisa
In a whole new way
That’s why I’m going to lover her every day
And oh, here comes Marsha
Here comes MarshaWhen the boy and the girl discover
That they were meant for one another
They always seem to follow through.
- The Prodigals – Marsha (2MB) Another classic vinyl, although I question the poetic skills of anyone who rhymes “end” with “end.”
Marsha was my teenage love
Marsha was, yeah-hey, my high school romance
Marsha was, whoa-oh, the coolest of the dance.I miss Marsha’s warm embrace
I miss, yeah-hey, the touch of her soft face
I miss, whoa-oh, the sound of her voiceI still love her, for my love is true
Even though it was long, long ago
A love like mine will never end
It will stay with me until the endMarsha is, yeah-hey, still on my mind
Marsha is, whoa-oh, there all the time
Marsha is, yeah-hey, the girl of my dreamsWhoa-oh, yay yay yay yay
Whoa-oh, yay yay
Yay yay yay yay
Whoa oh, yay yay
Yay yay yay yayI still love her, for my love is true
Even though it was long, long ago
A love like mine will never end
It will stay with me until the endMarsha is, yeah-hey, still on my mind
Marsha is, whoa-oh, there all the time
Marsha is, yeah-hey, the girl of my dreamsWhoa-oh, yay yay yay yay
Whoa oh, yay yay
Yay yay yay yay
Whoa oh, yay yay
Yay yay yay yay…
- Travoltas – Here Comes Marsha (4.1MB) Same title, but nothing like the one above
Marsha was a cute girl,
She could smile to me all day
She kissed me on the cheek the other day
And then she asked me to stayMarsha was a cute girl,
She could dance with me all night
And with her pink dress on I didn’t have much time
All the guys at school they loved her,
They all wanted to be her man
But she always said I had a pretty good chanceAnd then she kissed me (she kissed him)
And I was her man (he was her man)
That’s when I thought I’ll never be fooled again
And then she left me (she left him)
I cried at home (he cried at home)
My baby split to California on her ownShe was always with me during the few weeks that we shared
And I really believed everything she said
On the beach we were together, Friday night we liked to dance
And on a Saturday night I took her to the dragAnd then she kissed me (she kissed him)
And I was her man (he was her man)
And I thought I’ll never be fooled again
And then she left me (she left him)
I cried at home (he cried at home)
My baby split to California on her ownI never thought this would happen to me
I really thought this girl was meant for me
But now I’m alone, just with my memories
Of the girl everybody wants to kiss,
But she kissed meAnd then she kissed me (she kissed him)
And I was her man (he was her man)
And I thought I’ll never be fooled again
And then she left me (she left him)
I cried at home (he cried at home)
My baby split to California
My baby split to California
My baby split to California on her own
- Frank Van Etten – Marsha (4MB) A friend at church, Annmarie, provided the Dutch lyrics and a translation for this song. You can also watch the music video for this song by Netherlands’ artist Frank Van Etten on YouTube.
| Zij had ogen, donker als de nacht Zij keek door me heen Zij had een huid als satijn zo zacht Ik viel voor haar meteen Gevangen door haar lach Betoverd door jouw mond. Hoe kon ik weten dat er zoveel passie bestond? Marsha, Marsha, Marsha Marsha, Marsha, Marsha Op de morgendauw danst ze door het ritme Marsha Marsha, Marsha Marsha, Marsha, Marsha Oh Marsha |
She had eyes, dark as the night She looked straight through me Her skin was soft as satin I felt for her at once Captured by hear laugh Stunned by her mouth. How would I have know that there was so much passion. Marsha, Marsha, Marsha Marsha, Marsha, Marsha In the morning shiver she is dancing in the ritme Marsha, Marsha, Marsha Marsha, Marsha, Marsha |
- John Mayall – Marsha’s Mood (2.3MB) A smooth jazz piano peice. No vocals, just a cool title
- You Remember Marsha (5.8MB) Just me goofing around with Fruity Loops and film/tv samples. Arguably the most repetative song in the world.




