Well would you want me   In your afternoons   If I seduced you   In your mills and boon   Well I'll be the master   If you'll be the maid   But don't ya get those headaches   In another life   I'll bring you Milk Tray   From a parachute   I'll play the Hollywood hunk   You can dye your roots   Well I'll be your Burton   If you'll be my Liz   There might be flying pigs   In another life   It's how we're built love   Don't let it wilt love   I'll take ya flat feet   Well if you'll take my habits   It all works out in the end Ah! but in another life   I'll be the stranger   In your horoscope   The cheeky builder   Calling with his quote   Or maybe a chippendale   On girls night out   Make mine the biggest pouch   In another life   It's how we're built love   Don't let it wilt love   I'll take ya mood swings   Well if you'll take my hobbies   It all works out in the end   Ah! but in another life   Well I'll be your Burton   If you'll be my Liz   There might be flying pigs   In another life   And you'd give up the cigs   In another life   And beer taste's good in tins   Test matches we might win   And your mother buys her gin