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
Dontcha 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 dontcha 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 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
Dontcha think there´s a place for us right across the street
Dontcha think there´s a place for you in between the sheets