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

wa

ter

rats

And

feeds

them

to

his

geese

Don'cha

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

theres

a

score

of

hare

brained

child

ren

They're

all

locked

in

the

nursery

They

got

earphone

heads

they

got

dirty

necks

They're

so

20th

cen

tury

Well

they

queue

up

for

the

bath

room

'Round

about

Seven

thirty

five

Don'cha

think

we

need

a

woman's

touch

to

make

it

come

alive?

You'd

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

Be

hind

the

pan

try

door

Oh

the

maid,

she's

French,

she's

got

no

sense

She's

wild

for

Crazy

Horse

And

when

she

strips,

the

chauffeur

flips

The

footman's

eyes

get

crossed

Oh,

Don'

cha

think

there's

a

place

for

us

Right

across

the

street

Don'

cha

think

there's

a

place

for

you,

In

between

the

sheets?