Mr. There to be Had

Just bring more, more girls, more Champagne, more of everything
You want, a diamond ring, a Porsche, a flight to New York
Stick with me, honey, I'm Mr Fun, Mr Generous, Mr Big
Mr There to be Had

I'm Mr Davis, aged 53,
And I've got everything, I need
I've got my papers and my magazines
And my cup of ovaltine
I was a virgin, till I was 42
And I was told to take a pill
My sex life was down to nil
And now I'm paying the bill

Just bring more, more girls, more Champagne, more of everything
You want, a diamond ring, a Porsche, a flight to New York
Stick with me, honey, I'm Mr Fun, Mr Generous, Mr Big
Mr There to be Had

As my tumour grew and grew,
The feelings I felt, were so brand new
She was only 22
But I preferred Scrabble, Monopoly and Zulu
She was my, porcelain doll
Without a single fault
It's funny, yes I know
Hit me like a lightening bolt

Just bring more, more girls, more Champagne, more of everything
You want, a diamond ring, a Porsche, a flight to New York
Stick with me, honey, I'm Mr Fun, Mr Generous, Mr Big
Mr There to be Had

Libido, so much linked to male pride
Somewhere in the back of my mind

Now I've lost everything I need
My papers, magazines and the girl of my dreams
I below everything, or so it seems
All because of a doctors dream

Just bring more, more girls, more Champagne, more of everything,
You want, a diamond ring, a Porsche, a flight to New York,
Stick with me, honey, I'm Mr Fun, Mr Generous, Mr Big
Mr There to be Had