The King Of Bedside Manor - Barenaked Ladies

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'd care to meet

You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor

He's not the Tom Jones who 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

Well I wouldn't mind riding you bareback"

He's subtle on the dancefloor and he's suave around the bar

He's a quick draw 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 who lives next door

He's not the king of Bedside Manor

He hardly even lives there anymore

Well, 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 who lives next door

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 any more

Styx!

Domo arigato Mr. Roboto

He's not the king, he's not the king, he's not the king

Of bedside manor