i'm in love with my wife   double beds the lemon heads   scrambled eggs and life   let's make it open season   and all the rasists and the biggots   and their chums   and not just as a reason   for a christmas number one      we're not the world   we don't belong   where boy meets girl   boy writes stupid song   the words are dumb and so the tune   under the thumb over the moon      and if this sentimental   silly love song makes you choke   you can block you ears up   and stick your fingers down your throat   'cos i don't care   it's a beautiful mornin   and if the sunshines sometimes   well      we're not the world   we don't belong   where boy meets girl   boy writes stupid song   the words are dumb and so the tune   under the thumb over the moon