There was a love affair in this building The kind of love affair Which every respectable building must Keep as a legend
Slowly festering through an innocent "By the way" or "Have you heard" He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer And mothers prefer doctors And laaaawy...oi-ers
Yet despite this imperfection He was clean-looking and respectable-looking And you'll never find a mother who doesn't appreciate a natural man
So he grew healthy aloe vera plants by the window Healthy teeth in his mouth Healthy hair on his head Oh, he grew healthy wavy brown haaair on his head The kind, the kind that babies always go for With sticky little fingers