Extraordinary

Patching the roof, and pitching the hay

Is not my idea of the perfect day

When you're Extraordinary

You gotta do Extraordinary things

Now I'm not the type who loses sleep

Over the size of the compost heap

When you're Extraordinary

You think about Extraordinary Things

While there's Bassey, Bacherach,

Redford and Rickels,I don't wanna hear

'Bout Mrs Olsen's specially blended brew

Or new all temper cheer

I'm just not consumed by that burning desire

For boiling a chicken or changing a tyre

It's so secondary, to someone who is very

Extraordinary like me

Who has Kissinger dated,Fritz the Cat is x-rated

William Proxmyra's flashing new hair

Jackie's poodle needs clipping,Liz's diamonds need dipping

Rhona Baron is flipping, but I don't care

I gotta be someone who lives

All of her life in superlatives

When you're Extraordinary

You gotta do extraordinary things

So give me my chance, and give me my wings

And don't make me think about everyday things

They're unnecessary to someone who is very

Extraordinary like me

I'm special!