"Where's me man, where's me man Bernard
This is our own sweet memory to our beautiful manager"

In the mornin' don't say you love me
Cos I'll only kick you in the head
I know your name is Rita
Cos your perfume's smellin' sweeter
Since last time you were down on the floor

I don't mean to sound degrading
But you won't take much persuading
While it gets too far and not laugh about
Red lips, hair and fingernails
I hear you're a mean old Jezebel
Let's go upstairs and read my tarot cards

Oh stay with me, stay with me
Mr Martin Hall, you're gonna stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
Cos tonight you're gonna stay with me

Close it on Sunday morning
Cos I'll only kick you out of the door
Yeah I'll pay your cab home
You can even use my best cologne
But don't be here in the mornin' when I wake up

Stay with me, stay with me
Cos tonight you're gonna stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
Cos tonight you're gonna stay with me