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 can 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 says 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 wouldn't mind riding you bareback      He's subtle on the dancefloor and he's suave around the bar   He's a quickdraw 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      You know 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 that 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 anymore      Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto   Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto   Say Domo, Domo, Domo   Domo, Domo, Domo   Domo, Domo, Domo   He's not the King   He's not the King of Bedside Manor