Green

She's a mean green painting machine
 She's on the scene, painting the green things green
 She's a lean green one man team
 And of the crop, she is the cream
 She's off her blocks like Linford Christie's socks
 And ever greener, the green things grow
 The paint and the bucket and the roller know
 She's spreading green like a great green spreading machine
 Growing green she is farmhouse tractor
 And racing green she is a formula one driver
 And deep sea green she is deep sea diver
 She loves the green like a thief loves the money
 The green is greener spread with her honey
 Open the doors and let the green inside
 Open the doors and let the green
 I know you want me for your hole
 I know you want me for your hole
 She dug a hole, beneath our house
 A very deep hole, dark no stairs
 Digging deep with no resistance
 She's a miner it's true
 There ain't nothing, we, can, do
 In her hole beneath the house, sitting still awake no sleeping
 What if I were to visit her there, would she lower me down
 Into her hole in the ground, would she make me her own
 In her hole beneath our home
 I know you want me for your hole
 I know you want me for your hole
 The green is greener on the other side, open the doors and let the green inside
 The green is greener on the other side, open the doors and let the green inside
 Open the doors let the green inside
 Open the doors let the green