i know what i like in your wardrobe

Genesis

It s one o clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk.

There s always been Ethel:
Jacob, wake up! You ve got to tidy your room now.
And then Mister Lewis:
Isn t it time that he was out on his own?
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
Listen son, you re wasting your time; there s a future for you
in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!
But I remebered a voice from the past;
Gambling only pays when you re winning
- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them mowing blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I m just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.