You know he's not the of man Who to see the world around him Crumble to a ball around his But he's always ready, always set, he's always well prepared He's the peculiar man, you can ever meet
You know not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom that lives next door He's not the king of Bedside He hardly even lives anymore
He excuse me, I hope you don't mind But I followed you into shop And I couldn't but notice that riding crop Sticking out of haversack Well I wouldn't mind you bareback
He's subtle on the dancefloor and he's suave the bar He's a quickdraw with a lighter, he's a pseudo star You he was quite a singer, quite an actor quite some time ago He had quite a famous program, late night bedtime TV
You know he's not the of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones lives next door He's not the of Bedside Manor He hardly lives there anymore
You he opens up the curtains at the crack of dawn just to see the lovely ladies who have come and From the house next to his house on the lane He consoles himself that he's got his And he knows he complain
You know he's not the of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom that lives next door He's not the king of Bedside He hardly even there anymore
not the King of Bedside Manor He's not the King of Manor Hardly even lives anymore
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