Made in Heaven - Nik Kershaw

You can have it if you want, it’s on a plate

With southern fries and a salad dressed

Or, better still, undressed

And she’ll come microwaved and hot

Loving all the things you’ve got

And you will be everything you’re not

When she’s around

And she’ll be made in heaven

In heaven, they said

That she’ll be made in heaven

Forever in your head

You can keep it if you want, or throw it away

She comes free with metallic paint and a three

Year warantee

You can pull her on like a pair of jeans or

Drink her down like the real thing

And she’ll have a mind to call your own

And she won’t wait to get you home

To get you home

And she’ll be made in heaven

In heaven, they said

That she’ll be made in heaven

Forever in your head

She’ll be made in heaven

In heaven, they said

That she’ll be made in heaven

Forever in your head

She’ll make you fly, she’ll take you deep

When she comes walking in your sleep

But they made you a promise they couldn’t keep

When they told you

That she’ll be made in heaven

In heaven, they said

That she’ll be made in heaven

Forever in your head