Mistress and Maid

She said, "Come in my dear you're looking tired tonight

Your bath is drawn, let me loosen your tie

And fix you your usual drink"

He settles back, takes a magazine, kicks off his shoes

As he studies the form of every appealing soubrette



But where are the flowers that he used to bring?

Every endearing remark

Reminds her of passionate promises

That he only made in the dark



In her bed she wants to shout at the back of his head

Look at me, look at me, look at me I'm afraid

See what it's come to, I'm just your mistress and maid



The wine is warm but the dinner is cold

The look in his eye tells her it won't be long

'Til the girls on the page come to life



And they'll get the flowers that he used to bring

With every endearing remark

And all of the passionate promises

He'll never fulfil in the dark



In their bed she wants to shout at the back of his head

Look at me, look at me, now that I'm not afraid

See what it's come to, I'm not your mistress and maid



See what it's come to, I'm not your mistress and maid

No, no, no, no

No, no, no, no



Yeah, Mrs and mistress

Mistress and maid

Mistress and maid

Mistress and maid

Mistress and maid