[Lyric] Tupperware Stripper (Stump (UK))

On a colorful lawnchair, she sits with her legs
By a glass of Bacardi is perched on the edge
Of a table for two bby the side of a fireplace
Hang pictures of people from far away

Waiting all week for the Tupperware party
Waiting all week for the Tupperware man
Leaving the dishes in piles for her husband
Madilyn squeeks with the light in her dreams

In the distance a hooter tells John in his motor car
Drives to the park in the front of our house
Is a pond full of fish and a path to her doorway
He opens the gate and he knocks and comes in!

Takin' 'em down for the Tupperware Ladies
Rippin' 'em off for the clip top brigade
Moving to Manilow lost in a lunchbox
Madilyn squeels as he pulls down his dreams

From a shirt and a tie that's too big for his body
He moves between table and chair and the sofa
Is covered with chimps and a dozen of ladies
Sipping martinis, whilst clutching at me
Waiting all week for the Tupperware party
Waiting all week for the Tupperware man
Leaving the dishes in piles for her husband
Madilyn squeeks with the light in her dreams
Budging our biceps for Tupperware ladies
Grinding up groins for the clip top brigade
Winding down, his yellowing wife runs
Madilyn screams as he pulls at the strings

He ties up his shoes in the chair in the kitchen
The cucumber sandwiches sit near the telephone
Rings! It's his boss in a chair in an office
Has got him a job, so he drives up again