The King of Bedside Manor

You know he's not the kind of man who likes to see the world around him Crumble to a ball around his feet But he's always ready, he's always set, he's always well prepared He's the most peculiar man you'll ever meet You know he's not the king of bedside manor He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door He's not the king of bedside manor He hardly even lives there anymore He said, excuse me, I hope you don't mind But I followed you into this shop And I couldn't help but notice that riding crop Sticking out of your haversack Well I, I wouldn't mind riding you bareback He's subtle on the dance floor 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 that 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 (woo, oh, hey) He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door (not not anymore, no way) He's not the king of bedside manor He hardly even lives there anymore (He's not the king) he's not the King of bedside manor (Bedside manor) he's not the King of bedside manor (he's not the king) He hardly even lives there anymore Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto He said domo (domo) domo (domo) domo (domo) domo (domo) Domo-no-mo-no-mo-no-mo-no-mo-no He's not the king (he's not the king, he's not the king) of bedside manor --- The King of Bedside Manor - Barenaked Ladies