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I got nasty habitsI take tea at threeYes, and the meat I eat for dinnerIt must be hung up for a weekMy best friend, he shoots water ratsAnd feeds them to his geeseDon't you think there's a place for youIn between the sheets?Come on now, honeyWe can build a home for threeCome on now, honeyDon't you wanna live with me?And there's a score of harebrained childrenThey're all locked in the nurseryThey got earphone heads, thеy got dirty necksThey're so twеntieth centuryWell, they queue up for the bathroom'Round about seven thirty-fiveDon't you think we need a woman's touchTo make it come alive?You'd look good pram-pushingDown the high streetCome on now, honeyDon't you wanna live with me?Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dearThe cook she is a whoreYeah, the butler has a place for herBehind the pantry doorThe maid, she's French, she's got no senseShe's wild for Crazy HorseAnd when she strips, the chauffeur flipsThe footman's eyes get crossedDon't you think there's a place for usRight across the street?Don't you think there's a place for youIn between the sheets?
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