Live With Me - Girlschool

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