There are some women who dream of big trucks
Some think that needlework painfully sucks
Each to her own, I let them have it their way,
Grab the feather duster and tackle the day.
Since I got married to a prosperous man
I’m taken up in housework waving the pan
I get excited when I wash up and clean
I hoover and I scrub, that’s my scene.
When I see a stain
Why should I complain?
As my weapon is lying in wait:
Mr. Clean is my very best mate!
Just a splash of foam
And the silverfish will start to moan
No germ will survive Ajax’s whirl
No dust puts up with my swirl
Queen of my own world
Toilet Duck, without you where would I be
Because my hubby, he won’t sit down to pee
But with a pet like that I couldn’t care less
I just want it that way, I confess.
Bluestocking feminists, your battle’s in vain
I’m concentrating on a different campaign
Fighting the cockroach and the lime scale, too
My achievement is an ultra-neat loo!
When I see a stain
Why should I complain?
As my weapon is lying in wait:
Mr. Clean is my very best mate
Just a splash of foam
And the silverfish will start to moan
No germ will survive Ajax’s whirl
No dust puts up with my swirl
Queen of my own world
When I see a stain
Why should I complain?
As my weapon is lying in wait:
Mr. Clean is my very best mate!
Just a splash of foam
And the silverfish will start to moan
No germ will survive Ajax’s whirl
No dust puts up with my swirl
Queen of my own world
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