Lady your room is lousy with flowers
 When you kick me out that's what
 I'll remember me sitting here bored as a leopard
 In the jungle of your dark wine bottles
 Lady your room...
 Lady your room is bloody like a velvet skirt
 I'll forget you, but I'll remember the flowers
 Sipping their water like monday [bad word]  When you kick me out, that I'll remember
 Lady your room...
 Lady your room is musky as a love bed
 The morning after, when you remember
 When you kick me out, I'll forget
 Lady your red geraniums stink of armpits
 Lady the roses...
 Lady the roses in that room of yours
 Gave up last night, high time I remembered
 How you snored and I heard the petals unlatch
 Lady, kick me out and, promis', I'll forget