LIVE WITH ME

I've 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 want to live with me? And there's a score of hare- brained children They are a-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 seven thirty-five But doncha think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive? You'd look good prampushing 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 Yes, 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 footman's 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?