Mental As Anything Close Again
I've got toes and I've got feet
In snappy shoes they cross the street
Through the gate and up the hall
They take me to your door
Once inside it's ten to one
That we're gonna have some fun
Close again
Close again
Drinking coffee in the heat
Lounging rhythms, slippered feet
Morning sunshine on your lap
I love this a tender trap
Once again my hands are warm
Feeling your familiar form
Close again
Close again
And again
Slouching on the couches
Chatting and chewing and singing
Who needs shopping vouchers
I'm not buying this feeling
Once again my hands are warm
Feeling your familiar form
Here's my bet, it's ten to one
That we're gonna have some fun
Close again
Close again
And again
And again
And again
Close again
And again
(And again)
(And again)
(And again)
(And again)
(And again)
