I know what i like (in your wardrobe)

Its one oclock and time for lunch
When the sun beats down and
I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Theres always been
Ethel'Jacob, wake up, youve got to tidy your room now'
And then mister
Lewis'Isnt 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 knowGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show
Your showSunday night,
Mr. farmer called , said'Listen son, youre wastin time, theres a future for youIn the fire escape trade, come up to town'
Then I remembered a voice from the past'Gambling only pays when youre 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 knowGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show
I know what
I like and
I like what
I knowGetting 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
Im just a lawnmower, you can tell me by the way
I walk