Richard & Judy Lyrics

A glam new beginning for under a score

Someone helping the needy the sick and the poor

There's a number to call if your husband's upset you

Complaints, Cajun cooking and medical breakthroughs

And the world looks better by lunchtime

Stuff your face, stuff the diet you feel fine

And the real news never hurts you

Nothing gets through, it's a beautiful view

A lady boy searching for size twelve high heels

There's an heiress in distress and the pain she still feels

Write the answers we gave you to the questions we set

On a postcard with your name on, do it now don't forget

So the world looks better by lunchtime

Stuff your face, stuff the diet you feel fine

And the real news never hurts you

Nothing gets through, it's a beautiful view

An actress or bishop who's written a book

On the island they own or the drugs that they took

But the smiles and the haircuts and the suits never change

And at half-term and Easter there are doubles arranged

And the world looks better by lunchtime

Stuff your face, stuff the diet you feel fine

And the real news never hurts you

Nothing gets through, it's a beautiful view