Lyndhurst Grove

There's a picture by his first wife on the wallStripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hallA stain from last week's party on the stairsNo-one knows who made itOr how it ever got thereThey were dancing with children round their necksTalking business, books and records, art and sexAll things being consideredYou'd call it a successYou wore your black dressHe's an architect and such a lovely guyAnd he'll stay with you until the day you dieAnd he'll give you everything you could desireOh well almost everythingEverything that he can buySo you sometimes go out in the afternoonSpend an hour with your lover in his bedroomHear old women rolling trolleys down the roadBack to lyndhurst groveLyndhurst grove, oh