Wake me with kisses in the afternoon
The butler knows any time you arrive is never too soon
He knows just where you are by the sound of your car
He’ll be waiting there by the spiral stair
You could drive me crazy with your unkempt hair
You don’t know what a comb is and frankly, I don’t care
‘Cause you’re fast and you’re wild and you make the butler smile
By bringing me flowers like meteor showers
Which reminds me of something that I’ve recently seen
It was a look in the eye of Lady Di
As she stood on the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century was in her long white veil
Maybe she would rather have you than the Prince of Wales
And all the jewels and the crown and all the villages and towns that line the sea of the monarchy