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
