I've got nasty habits
I take tea at three
Yes, and meat I eat for dinner
It must be hung up for a week
My best friend, he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Don't you think there's a place for you
In between the sheets?
Come on now, honey
We can build a home for three
Come on now, honey
Don't you want to live with me?
And there's a score of hair-brained children
They are a-locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads, they got dirty necks
They're so 20th century
Well, they queue up for the bathroom
'Round about 7:35
Don't you think we need a woman's touch to
To make it come alive?
You'd look good pram
Pushing down the High Street
Come on now, honey
Don't you want to live with me?
Oh, the servants, they're so helpful, dear
The cook, she is a whore
Yeah, the butler has a place for her
Behind the pantry door
Oh, for maid, she's French, ahe got no sense
She's wild from Crazy Horse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips
The footman's eyes get crossed
Don't you think there's a place for us
Right across the street?
Don't you think there's a place for you
In between the sheets?
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