Roger Chapman - Beautifully Indecent lyrics

She's got a medieval dresser Standing in the hall Where she'll leave me naughty messages If I'm due to call She's so beautifully indecent, She pins me to the wall She'll wear an old P. Neal sweater That barely reach her thighs She's got a pa**ion over fashion And things to catch the eye, well She's so beautifully indecent, Her lingerie never lies She keeps roses by her bed-side And among that chantilly lace There's amber spinning slowly You know she wears M&S PJs, well She's so beautifully indecent, Just wear what nature gave She's got a sweet-pea Lagonda She drive to Sunday church Like her it's well upholstered And tight around the curves And so beautifully indecent, When movin' in reverse oh Well now the time I met Roseanna She was sitting on that rug, Eyeing me to pieces, with that off the shoulder shrug Yes that time I met Roseanna she was sitting on that rug Eyeing me to pieces with some tantalising secret Looking beautifully indecent With that off the shoulder My babe she wear that off the shoulder She's got a sweet-pea Lagonda She drive to Sunday church Well, like her it's well upholstered And tight around the curves Well, she's so beautifully indecent