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 soubretteBut where are the flowers that he used to bring?
Every endearing remark
Reminds her of passionate promises
That he only made in the darkIn 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 maidThe 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 lifeAnd 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 darkIn 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 maidSee what it's come to, I'm not your mistress and maid
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, noYeah, Mrs and mistress
Mistress and maid
Mistress and maid
Mistress and maid
Mistress and maid