Dear Mr. Jones Lyrics

Watching the kids on a Monday morning
Dad's at work on a play
Loads to be done, but he keeps on yawning
Cursing the break of day Ask the bankman for a loan
Tell him all about your home
Get a friend for life just like your wife ought to be, dear Mr. Jones Think that his neighbors can't survive
Not without luxury
Can't afford kids, staying next on the list
First - get a new TV Never hard to give a loan
To a man with such a home
Get a friend for life just like your wife ought to be, dear Mr. Jones Dear Mr. Jones went on a caper
Dreams seem to force him to work on a paper
So lots of things we couldn't see
He's being what he wants to be Ever so lonely, all on his ownTommy Körberg - Dear Mr. Jones - http://motolyrics.com/tommy-korberg/dear-mr-jones-lyrics.html
Break for time for some tea
Postman knocks on the door of his soul
How many letters? - Three Dear Mr. Jones, you're simply dear Mr. Jones
Humble, obedient servant, dear Mr. Jones, oh dear me Watching the kids on his own in the world
Mixing a laugh with a moan
It takes all sorts to make up the world
Little sorts like dear Mr. Jones Dear Mr. Jones went on a caper
Dreams seem to force him to work on a paper
So lots of things we couldn't see
He's being what he wants to be Watching the kids on his own in the world
Mixing a laugh with a moan
It takes all sorts to make up the world
Little sorts like dear Mr. Jones Dear Mr. Jones, dear Mr. Jones