You he's not the kind of man Who likes to see the world him Crumble to a ball around his But always ready, he's always set, he's always well prepared He's the most peculiar man, you can meet
You know he's not the of Bedside Manor not the Tom Jones that lives next door He's not the of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives there
He says excuse me, I you don't mind But I you into this shop And I couldn't but notice that riding crop Sticking out of haversack Well I mind riding you bareback
He's subtle on the dancefloor and suave around the bar He's a quickdraw with a lighter, he's a pseudo movie 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 of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones lives next door He's not the king of Bedside He even lives there anymore
You know he opens up the curtains at the crack of just to see the lovely ladies who come and gone From the next door to his house on the lane He consoles himself that he's got his And he knows he can't
You he's not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones that next door He's not the of Bedside Manor He even lives there anymore
not the King of Bedside Manor He's not the of Bedside Manor Hardly even there anymore
Domo Arigato Mr. Arigato Mr. Roboto Say Domo, Domo, Domo, Domo, Domo, Domo, not the King He's not the of Bedside Manor