Marilyn Monroe (2)
The house we got was lovely
The neighbors are a treat
They sometimes fight on Saturday night
But never in the week
What time do you call this then?
Time I got shot of you, rat bag! Ow!
Since I pay me bills on time
The milkman insists I call him Joe
(Call me Joe)
He brings me bread and eggs
Says I've got legs
Like Marilyn Monroe
He even takes me dancing
He takes me dancing
I know our Sammy burnt the school down
But it's very easily done
If the teacher lets the silly gits
Play with magnesium
Thank God he only got probation
Well, the judge was old and slow
Though it was kind of him
Said I reminded him of Marilyn Monroe
And could I take you dancing?
I'd love to take you dancing, young lady
Our Mickey's just turned fourteen
Well, you know he's at that age
When you mention girls, or courting
He flies into a rage
Shut up talking about me, mother!
He's got a thing for taking blackheads out
And he thinks that I don't know
That he dreams all night of girls who look like Marilyn Monroe
He's even started dancing, secret dancing
And as for the rest, they've flown the nest
Got married or moved away
Our Donna-Marie's already got three
She's a bit like me that way
And that other child of mine
I haven't seen for years, although
Each day I pray he'll be okay
Unlike poor Marilyn Monroe
The neighbors are a treat
They sometimes fight on Saturday night
But never in the week
What time do you call this then?
Time I got shot of you, rat bag! Ow!
Since I pay me bills on time
The milkman insists I call him Joe
(Call me Joe)
He brings me bread and eggs
Says I've got legs
Like Marilyn Monroe
He even takes me dancing
He takes me dancing
I know our Sammy burnt the school down
But it's very easily done
If the teacher lets the silly gits
Play with magnesium
Thank God he only got probation
Well, the judge was old and slow
Though it was kind of him
Said I reminded him of Marilyn Monroe
And could I take you dancing?
I'd love to take you dancing, young lady
Our Mickey's just turned fourteen
Well, you know he's at that age
When you mention girls, or courting
He flies into a rage
Shut up talking about me, mother!
He's got a thing for taking blackheads out
And he thinks that I don't know
That he dreams all night of girls who look like Marilyn Monroe
He's even started dancing, secret dancing
And as for the rest, they've flown the nest
Got married or moved away
Our Donna-Marie's already got three
She's a bit like me that way
And that other child of mine
I haven't seen for years, although
Each day I pray he'll be okay
Unlike poor Marilyn Monroe
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Writer(s): Willy Russell
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