Lyrics

[Verse]
Pork pies, oh, I fantasize,
Sausage rolls will top the polls.
Cornish pasties, breaking the ties,
Samosas and Scotch Eggs on patrol.

[Verse 2]
The deli display, a feast for the eyes,
Cheeses and ham, stacked oh so high.
In Itteringham, the secret's no surprise,
Village Shop's a gem, don't pass it by.

[Chorus]
The Deli is a marvel, I really must insist,
From savory pastries to the cured meat twist.
Every bite's a journey, a gastronomic quest,
Itteringham Village Shop, surely the best.

[Verse 3]
Sourdough bread and tarts so sweet,
Each bite a melody, a jazzy treat.
Butter croissants for a morning greet,
In this little shop, the flavors meet.

[Bridge]
Under shaded awnings, where old friends chat,
Sharing deli joy, where the heart's at.
Jazz notes from a sax, so smooth and flat,
In Itteringham, it's more than just a snack.

[Chorus]
The Deli is a marvel, I really must insist,
From savory pastries to the cured meat twist.
Every bite's a journey, a gastronomic quest,
Itteringham Village Shop, surely the best.