There's a picture by his first wife on the wallnStripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hallnA stain from last week's party on the stairsnNo one knows who made it or how it ever got there nnThey were dancing with children round their legs nTalking business, books and records, art and sexnAll things being considered you'd call it a successnYou wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh... nnHe's an architect and such a lovely guy nAnd he'll stay with you until the day you dienAnd he'll give you everything you could desire nOh well almost everything everything that he can buynnSo you sometimes go out in the afternoonnSpend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women nRolling trolleys down the roadnBack to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.