I got nasty habits, I take tea at three Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner Must be hung up for a week My best friend, he shoots water rats And feeds them to his geese Doncha 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 wanna live with me?
And there's a score of harebrained children They're all 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 Doncha think we need a womans touch to make it come alive?
Youd look good pram pushing Down the high street Come on now, honey Don't you wanna live with me?
Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dear The cook she is a whore Yes, the butler has a place for her Behind the pantry door The maid, she's french, she's got no sense Shes wild for crazy horse And when she strips, the chauffeur flips The footmans eyes get crossed
Doncha think there's a place for us Right across the street Doncha think there's a place for you, In between the sheets?
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I got nasty habits, I take tea at three
Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner
Must be hung up for a week
My best friend, he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Doncha 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 wanna live with me?
And there's a score of harebrained children
They're all 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
Doncha think we need a womans touch to make it come alive?
Youd look good pram pushing
Down the high street
Come on now, honey
Don't you wanna live with me?
Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dear
The cook she is a whore
Yes, the butler has a place for her
Behind the pantry door
The maid, she's french, she's got no sense
Shes wild for crazy horse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips
The footmans eyes get crossed
Doncha think there's a place for us
Right across the street
Doncha think there's a place for you,
In between the sheets?