Let me tell you about my mountain homeWhere all the ladies names are JoanWhere husband works back late at nightHopes are up for trousers downWith a hostess on a business flightTaxi in a Mercedes driveI hope that drivers coming out aliveThe garden is a dorsettedThat Lady - she's so corsettedShe's got 15 ways to lead that boy astrayHe thinks he's one and onlyBut that lovely she's so lonelyShe pumps himfull of breakfastAnd she sends him on his wayWhat a sing song danceWhat a performanceWhat a cheap tent showOh no no no no noChorusThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpLight UpLight UpSilently she opens the drawerMothers little helper is coming out for moreStrategically positionedBefore the Midday ShowHer back is arched those lips are parchedRepeated blow by blowLater at the party all the MP's raveAbout the hummers she's been givingAnd the money that they saveTo her it is skin lotionFor him promotion toThat flat in Surfers Paradise with the ocean viewWhat a sing song danceWhat a performanceWhat a cheap tent showOh no no no no noChorus x 2Then The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light Up x 2Then The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpThen The Boys Light UpLight upLight up x 2Then The Boys Light Up(then the boys light up) x 3Then The Boys Light UpLight upLight up x 2Then The Boys Light Up(then the boys light up) x 3Then The Boys Light Up
