歌手:The Police
专辑:《Regatta De Blanc》

作词 : Stewart Copeland
作曲 : Stewart Copeland
There's a house on my street

And it looks real neat

I'm the chap who lives in it
There's a tree on the sidewalk

There's a car by the door

I'll go for a drive in it
And when the wombat comes

He will find me gone

He'll look for a place to sit

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs

The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away

My fine young son has turned out gay

Cut off my fingers in the
Door of my car

How could I do it

My wife is proud to tell me
Of her love affairs

How could she do this to me

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs

The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be ok on any other day

And it would be ok on any other day

Throw down the morning papers

And spill my tea

I don't know what's wrong with me

The cups and plates are in a
Conspiracy

I'm covered in misery

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs

The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away

My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be ok on any other day

And it would be ok on any other day

And it would be ok on any other day

And it would be ok on any other day

And it would be ok on any other day