Barenaked Ladies - The King of Bedside Manor lyrics

You know he's not the kind of man who
Likes to see the world around him
Crumble to a ball around his feet
So he's always ready, he's always set
He's always well prepared
He's the most peculiar man you'll ever meet

You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor
He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door
He's not the king of Bedside Manor
He hardly even lives there anymore

He says excuse me, I hope you don't mind
That I followed you into this shop
But I couldn't help but
Notice that riding crop
Sticking out of your haversack
Um, I wouldn't mind riding you bareback
He's subtle on the dance floor and
He's suave around the bar
He's a quickdraw with a lighter
He's a pseudo movie star
You know he was quite a singer
Quite an actor quite some time ago
He had quite a famous program
Late night bedtime tv show

You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor
He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door
(No, not anymore! No way)
He's not the king of Bedside Manor
He hardly even lives there anymore

You know he opens up the curtains
At the crack of dawn
Just to see the lovely ladies
Who have come and gone
From the house next door to
His house on the lane
He consoles himself that he's got his health
And he knows he can't complain

You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor
He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door
(No, not anymore! No way)
He's not the king of Bedside Manor
He hardly even lives there anymore

He's not the King of Bedside Manor
He's not the King of Bedside Manor
Hardly even lives there anymore
Domo Arigato Mr roboto
Domo Arigato Mr roboto domo, Domo, Domo
He's not the king, he's not the king
He's not the king of Bedside Manor