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