Beautifully Indecent - Roger Chapman

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 passion 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