The Hollies - Perfect Lady Housewife lyrics

Perfect lady housewife Her totally detached sepulchre is painted white its gentique suite unscratched A veritable show case It shines like a new pin Everything is in its place And there's a place for everything A, B, C, D. That's the way it's gotta be 1, 2, 3, 4. Count them up and know the score Foot upon the parquet Makes her awfully vexed Onset of vile anarchy Oh Lord, whatever next Messiness is no excuse It's showing no respect Random factor introduced Just goes and spoils the whole effect A, B, C, D. That's the way it's gotta be 1, 2, 3, 4. Count them up and know the score Efficient official His patience overtaxed Don't these people know that rules Can never be relaxed He could be humanised You would never imagine Everyone is categorised And there's a place for everything A, B, C, D. That's the way it's gotta be 1, 2, 3, 4. Count them up and know the score