You know he's not the of man Who to see the world around him Crumble to a around his feet But he's always ready, he's always set, he's well prepared He's the most peculiar man, you can meet
You know he's not the king of Bedside He's not the Tom Jones lives next door He's not the king of Manor He hardly lives there anymore
He says 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 riding you bareback
He's on the dancefloor and he's suave around the bar He's a quickdraw with a lighter, a pseudo movie star You he was quite a singer, quite an actor quite some time ago He had a famous program, late night bedtime TV show
You know he's not the king of Bedside not the Tom Jones that lives next door He's not the king of Bedside He hardly even lives there
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 he's got his health And he knows he complain
You know not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones that lives door He's not the of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives anymore
He's not the King of Bedside He's not the King of Manor Hardly even there anymore
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