I got a nasty habits I take tea at 3 Yes and the 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
There's a score of hair brained children They're all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads, they got dirty necks They're so twentieth century
Well they queue up for the bathroom Round about 7:35
Don't you think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive
You'd look good pram pushing down the high street
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Woh the servants, they're so helpless yeah The cook she is a whore, yeah
And the butler has a place for her behind the pantry door
The maid she's French She's got no sense She's from the Crazy Horse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips The butler's eyes got crossed
Don't you think there's a place for up right across the street
Don't you think there's a place for you in between the sheets
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