Ita

OK here's a, here's a reasonably new song This one's, this one's all about Ita Buttrose Every night when I crawl home There's a time, I still look forward to When all the boys are gathered around Shoutin' "Ita's on TV" And though the roaches are thick on the ground There is always someone trying Somebody tryin' to close the window down Get a dose of integrity And every housewife through the land Get to drinking down another Valium I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Ita's tongue never touches her lip She could always be my godmother And though the desktop hides her hip My imagination's strong She's the sweetest thing I ever seen I'd like to take her out to dinner But when I think of all the places I've been Probably hold my fork all wrong Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Every week in every home She's got wholesome news for the family How could I not believe when Ita tells me to Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita I love you I really do, I really do love you