You must look harder
If you were hoping to see Rose Nadler
Alone on the island
Sometimes she'll be sat here out on the sand
When the writers put her in
They knew that they should make her old, oh woah woah
You must look harder
If you were hoping to see Rose Nadler

When her car, on the bank
Snowed over, she'll thank
One old man tried pushing hard
But soon toppled over
That's when they became lovers
Well he sweet-talked, and soon
He hoped that she'd swoon
He proposed just five months over
At the Falls of Niagara
But Rose grew much sadder

Let out all her doubt 'cos she had cancer
But he wouldn't give up, he's a chancer
Passing all the simple good times they'd have shared

You must look harder
If you were hoping to see Rose Nadler
Alone on the island
Sometimes she'll be sat here out on the sand
You must look harder
If you were hoping to see Rose Nadler

Rose was taken real soon on her honeymoon
But her husband had found some voodoo
Called Isaac of Uluru
Rose thought he was all coo-koo
But still, to her prior beliefs
His offers were cheap
As he couldn't guarantee her health to be restored
Rose had lied 'cos she got bored

Bernard, thought real hard, to make her better
But Rose thought that he was such a fretter
Soon they put it all behind them n moved along

You must look harder
If you were hoping to see Rose Nadler
Alone on the island
Sometimes she'll be sat here out on the sand