Live With Me (Live)

Live with me - 02SBM
 I've got nasty habits
 I take tea at trhee
 And the meat I eat for dinner
 Must be hung up for a week
 My best friend he shoots waters rats
 And feed them to his geese
 Don-cha think there's a place for you
 In between the sheets?
 Come on now honey, we can built 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
 There are a-locked in the nursery
 They got ear-phone heads
 They got dirty necks
 They're so tweentieth century
 Well, they queue up for bathroom round about 7.35
 But 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 want to live with me?
 On the servants they're so helpful dear!
 The cook she is a whore
 the butler has a place for her
 Behind the pantry door
 The maid, she's French, she's got no sense
 She's from Crazy Horse
 And when she strips, the chauffeur flips
 The footman's eyes get crossed
 Don-cha think there's a place for us
 Right across the street?
 Don-cha you think there's a place for you
 In between the sheets?
 Don-cha you think there's a place for you
 Come on live with me