Sophie Lyrics

I should like to know,
I'd like to find out,
What my Sophie thinks about.
Lying here in bed
I may not decide
What goes on inside her head.
I know that she likes me 'cause she says so often
And besides, if she didn't, well she wouldn't be here.
And every now and then she goes all inscrutable
And I don't like it when she doesn't seem so near.

Yes, I should like to know,
I'd like to find out,
What old Sophie thinks about.
Does she tell me lies?
Is she on the make?
What's behind those vacant eyes?
I know that she doesn't like going to parties
And I know that she likes drinking whisky mac.
I know that she's daft about liquorice allsorts.
I know that she likes it when I stroke her back.

But I should like to know,
I'd like to find out,
What my Sophie thinks about.
Breathing in my hair,
Never says a word.
Is my little bird all there?
She's got a lovely bottom and I prize it highly;
I've studied its proportions time and again.
I know her snowy b****** and her deep, dark navel,
And I'm no stranger to her abdomen.

Oh, I should like to know,
I'd like to find out,
What old Sophie thinks about.
There's a question mark,
There's a mystery,
Lying in the dark with me.