by the Rolling Stones
I got nasty habits, I take tea at three
Yes and the meat I eat for dinner must be hung up for a week
My best friend he shoots water rats and feeds them to his geese
Don'tcha think there's a place for you in between the sheets?

Come now, honey, we can build a place for three
Come on now honey, don'tcha wanna live with me?

There's a score of hair-brained children, they're all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads they got dirty necks, they're so 20th century
Well they cue up for the bathroom 'round about 7:35
Don'tcha think we need a womans touch to make it come alive?

You'd look good pram pushing down the high street
Come on now honey don'tcha wanna live with me?

Oh, the servants they're so helpful, dear the cook she is a whore
Yes, The butler has a place for her behind the pantry door
The maid, she's French, she's got no sense, she's from the Crazy Horse
When she strips, the chauffeur flips the footman's eyes be crossed

Oh, don'cha think there's a place for us, right across the street
Don'tcha think there's a place for you, in between the sheets