| You know he’s not the kind of man who likes to see the world around him
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| Crumble to a ball around his feet.
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| So he’s always ready, he’s always set, he’s always well prepared,
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| he’s the most peculiar man you’ll ever meet.
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| You know he’s not the king of Bedside Manor.
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| He’s not the Tom Jones that lives next door.
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| He’s not the king of Bedside Manor.
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| He hardly even lives there anymore.
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| He says excuse me, I hope you don’t mind
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| that I followed you into this shop
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| but I couldn’t help but notice that riding crop
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| Sticking out of your haversack,
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| Um, I wouldn’t mind riding you bareback.
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| He’s subtle on the dancefloor and he’s suave around the bar
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| He’s a quickdraw with a lighter, he’s a pseudo movie star.
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| You know he was quite a singer, quite an actor,
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| quite some time ago.
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| He had quite a famous program, late night bedtime tv show.
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| Well he opens up the curtains at the crack of dawn
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| Just to see the lovely ladies who have come and gone
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| From the house next door to his house on the lane,
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| He consoles himself that he’s got his health and he knows he can’t complain.
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| He’s not the King of Bedside Manor
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| He’s not the King of Bedside Manor
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| Hardly even lives there anymore.
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| Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto
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| He’s not the king, he’s not the king, he’s not the king of Bedside Manor. |