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Every night when I get home 
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I settle down to prime time limbo 
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When all the boys are gathered around 
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Shouting Ita's on TV 
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And though the roaches are thick on the ground 
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Somebody goes to close my window 
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Keep the noise of the city down 
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Get a dose of integrity 
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Every week, in every home 
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She got wholesome news for the family 
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I believe, I believe, in what she says 
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Yes I do 
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I believe, I believe, at the end of the day 
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Her magazine'll get me through  
Ita's tongue never touches her lips 
She could always be my godmother 
And though the desk-top hides her hips 
My imagination's strong 
She's the sweetest thing I've ever seen 
I'd like to take her out to dinner 
But when I think about the places I've been 
I'd probably hold my fork all wrong 
 
Every day and every night 
She's the only one we can depend upon 
I believe, I believe, in what she says 
Yes I do 
I believe, I believe, at the end of the day 
Her magazine'll get me through 
 
To every housewife through the land 
There is no-one else they can depend upon 
How could I not believe, when Ita tells me too