It was the regular Tuesday luncheon The ladies had raised a glass or two And the talk was a little louder And the gossip fairly flew When a tall and beautiful Blue-eyed blond young man Sat down nearby And every single lady At the table... gave a sigh But there was one who kept on staring Just like a dieter at cake And her friends tried to ignore her Sure it was a big mistake Till the gorgeous blond Adonis Met her eyes and made her blush And when he'd walked on over Started speaking... in that hush If you have a hundred dollars And you will give that sum to me I will do whatever thing you ask No matter what it may be No matter how strange or kinky No problem perverse, or just absurd With only this one condition You must say it... in three words The lady pulled out a crisp new bill As she thought of what he said And laid it on his open palm Like a blanket on a bed And the whole damn restaurant Held it's breath As still as any mouse And in that silence she spoke these words ... "Clean my house"