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You know he's not the kind of man who likes to see the world around him Crumble to a ball around his feet So he's always ready, he's always set, he's always well prepared He's the most peculiar man you'll ever meet Chorus You know he's not the king of bedside manor He's not the Tom Jones who lives next door He's not the king of bedside manor He hardly even lives there any more He says excuse me i hope you don't mind that i followed you into this shop But i couldn't help noticing that riding crop Sticking out of your haversack Well, I wouldn't mind riding you bareback He's subtle on the dance floor and he's suave around the bar He's a quick draw with a lighter, he's a pseudo movie star You know he was quite a singer quite An actor quite some time ago He had quite a famous program, late night bedtime TV show (chorus) Well, he opens up the curtains at the crack of dawn Just to see the lovely ladies who have come and gone >
From the house next door to his house on the lane He consoles himself that he's got his health and he knows he can't complain (chorus) He's not the king of bedside manor He's not the king of bedside manor Hardly even lives there any more Stix! Domo arigato Mr. Roboto He's not the king, he's not the king, he's not the king Of bedside manor
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