In Another Life

Well, would you want me in your afternoons

If I seduced you in your Mills and Boon?

Well, I'll be the master, if you'll be the maid

But don't you get those headaches in another life

I'll bring your milk tray from a parachute

I'll play the Hollywood hunk, you can dye your roots

Well, I'll be your Burton if you'll be my Liz

There might be flying pigs in another life

It's how we're built, love, don't let it wilt, love

I'll take your flat feet well if you'll take my habits

It all works out in the end

Ah but in another life

I'll be the stranger in your horoscope

The cheeky builder calling with his quote

Or maybe a Chippendale on girls night out

Make mine the biggest pouch in another life

It's how we're built, love, don't let it wilt, love

I'll take ya mood swings well if you'll take my hobbies

It all works out in the end

Ah but in another life

Well, I'll be your Burton if you'll be my Liz

There might be flying pigs in another life

And you'd give up the cigs in another life

And beer tastes good in tins

Test matches we might win

And your mother buys her gin