He fell in love with the au pair
When she ran her fingers through his hair
And said: it’s silky
He knew, of course, that he ought to be feeling guilty
But, no, he didn’t care at all
He hadn’t felt this great in years
Meanwhile, his wife’s upstairs, in tears
Well, it’s so corny
Her world’s turned upside down because he felt horny
So tell me, how can it be fair?
But as they drive away she wonders just how long
It’ll take for him to realise how much he’s wrong
And when he comes home in disgrace
She’ll slam the door right in his face
Well it’s so sleazy
(her: I wish you could see me in a white dress, looking divine)
He won’t find coming back here quite as easy
(her: I wish you could hear me sing like I did, my hymns and rhymes)
As he found going away
But as they disappear she hopes it won’t be long
Before he ends up realising that he’s wrong
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