The Windows Cleaners Mate Lyrics by Gilbert O'sullivan

The Windows Cleaners Mate Lyrics

    You better not say what you're thinking
    That's if you don't want a slap.
    Tell the mrs. she looks gorgeous and don't for god's sake, don't do that.

    Must admit i'm tired of hearing rude remarks about my hair.
    Sure it's long but so's your nose, cut yours and i'll cut mine.
    I swear.

    Catching trains is quite an art.
    You need more than a giant net.
    Stick to things like butterflies
    It's much more of a safer bet.

    Truly i'm not all that angry mad perhaps well who wouldn't be
    You think i like being stood up twice
    You do okay then let's make it three

    Must admit i'm hard of hearing
    Pardon me, what's that you said
    Getting so i can't sit down
    Without a nod to go ahead.

    You'd better not nay what you're thinking
    Unless you want to get put inside.
    Meet someone, you say they look great
    And think to yourself i thought they'd died.

    Truly i'm not all that angry
    After all it's sot every day
    You go to sleep with some chewing gum
    And wake up with it all over you

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