Robyn Hitchcock And The Egyptians - My Wife and My Dead Wife lyrics

My wife lies down in a chair And peels a pear I know she's there I'm making coffee for two Just me and you But I come back in with coffee for three Coffee for three? My dead wife sits in a chair Combing her hair I know she's there She wanders off to the bed Shaking her head "Robyn," she said "You know I don't take sugar!" My wife and my dead wife Am I the only one that sees her? My wife and my dead wife Doesn't anybody see her at all? No, no no, no, no no no no My wife sits down on the stairs And stares into air There's no one there I'm drilling holes in the wall Holes in the wall I turn round and my dead wife's upstairs She's still wearing flares She talks out loud but no one hears And I can't decide which one I love the most The flesh and blood or the pale, smiling ghost My wife lies down on the beach She's s**ing a peach She's out of reach Of the waves that crash on the sand Where my dead wife stands Holding my hand Now my wife can't swim but neither could she And deep in the sea She's waiting for me Oh, I'm such a lucky guy 'Cause I've got you baby and I'll never be lonely