Epitaph to Mr. Simon, Sir

[Verse 1]
See the bus leave for the racetrack
Sunday morning
Mister Simons climbs aboard
He's still yawning

[Verse 2]
Watching girls that smile so prettily
Where the men would really like to be
Mister Simons leaves the bus
He's still yawning

[Chorus]
Seems strange to me
Strange to me, ah, ah
Plain to see
He's feelin' high

[Verse 3]
Place your bets, the one who gets
The win is grinning
But Mister Simons doesn't care
To count his winnings

[Verse 4]
For he makes the racetrack readily
And his wife gets maddеr steadily
Mister Simons leavеs the track
He's still yawning

[Chorus]
Seems strange to me
Strange to me
Plain to see
He's feelin' high

[Interlude]
Lovely afternoon at Sandown Park
Mister Simons enjoys his afternoon away from the missus
Ah, but he doesn't

[Verse 5]
See the bus leave for the racetrack
Sunday morning
Mister Simons not aboard
The trip was boring

[Verse 6]
Saw a girl that smiled so nice, and he
Blew his mind out in the hatchery
Mister Simons left the bus
The driver's snoring

[Chorus]
It seems strange to me, ah, ah
Strange to me
Plain to see
He's feelin' high