Everyone gather round now, sing us a song.
Just in case by tommorow it happens he's gone.
For two weeks and seven days our fair foreign friend.
I have this feeling we might never see Steven again.
But we thought he was gone,
But he showed up again.
Last week it was funny,
Now the joke's wearing thin.
Everyone knows now, that every night now,
Will be Stevens last night in town.
He's charmed everyone here, 'cept for Tamara Easter
Who later revealed to him her inner most secrets.
Won us over with stories about Linda McCartney,
Lost points with the ladies for saying he couldn't
Love a woman with cellulite.
We thought he was gone, but he comes back again.
Last week it was funny, now the joke's wearing thin.
Everyone knows now, that every night now,
Will be Stevens last night in town.
[** Steven: Honestly I'm wondering how your decorations are standing up.
In fact, the lawns looking a little shabby but we can discuss that later.
How's the chimney stack doing? And the door arches, they're OK?]
We were talking 'bout something, seems like was funny,
Then Steven got quiet I think Steven was mad.
Maybe he wasn't mad, but we felt really strange,
For a moment, then the moment was passed,
And forgotten.
We thought he was gone, and he comes back again.
Last week it was funny, now the joke's wearing thin.
Everyone knows now, that every night now,
Will be Stevens last night in town.