Hey Mrs.

I look at you I look at you I look at you I look at you Hey, Mrs. Grey, are you awake yet? You beauty sleep is just a dream Those lines on your face, they tell your story So now it's time for laser-beam I look at you a thousand miles above the ground You're not coming down, ah, what a view You drift about, you're spinning round You're not coming down Hey, Mr. Blue, you feeling randy? Do you still flirt with her next door? Wearing that dress, nicked from your mother It doesn't fit you anymore I look at you a thousand miles above the ground You're not coming down, ah, what a view You drift about, you're spinning round You're not coming down Hey, Mrs. Green, whose that you're out with? He's twenty five, but not your son Show him your bits, it's what you're there for This woman's weekly (Weak?) It keeps you young I look at you, a thousand miles above the ground You're not coming down, ah, what a view You drift about, you're spinning round You're not coming down