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