We've been living in this block of flats for a year now
And we're well-known around here
But guess what I've just found
Outside our door:
It's a letter from our neighbours
And it says that we have to move out!
They think that you and I are out of place
In this house of decent people
Because we've been living as a couple
And are still not married
They got together yesterday
And then they collected the ballots
And now all the tenants have written to us:
"Move out of here!
For a concubinage is out of place
In this house of decent people."
They all signed it
Just look at the long list!
That lady next door
Who can never keep her lies to herself
And that one who lives on the ground floor - every day she spies on everyone
And that guy who beats his daughter, he as well
Is speaking out for this house of decent people
And that fat lady who tends to spoil her dog
But keeps forgetting about her own child
That old guy who keeps telling us
What is off-limits in this house
And that one on the first floor
He's looking out the window all the time
And he reports every single parking offender
In front of this house of decent people
That grey-haired Don Juan
Every time you meet him in the lift he stares at you shamelessly
That widow who prevented
A black guy from moving in
And that lady from upstairs
She takes off her nightgown whenever the gasman comes to visit
They're all ashamed of us
For this is a house of decent people
Honestly
I can't take this hypocrisy any more!
Let's pack our stuff an move away
From this house of decent people