Sebillah looked into the mirror
Priscilla looked into the washing machine
And the drudgery of being wed
She was so jealous of her sister
And her liberty and her smart young friends
She was so jealous of her sister
Sybilla looked into the wardrobe
Percilla looked into the frying pan
And the bacon and eggs
And the breakfast is served
She was so jealous of her sister
And her way of life and her luxury flat, hm
She was so jealous of her sister
She'd throw away her dirty dishes just to be free
again
Her women's weekly magazines just to be free again
And put the children in the nursery just to be
free again
Percilla saw her little children
And then decided she was better off
Than the wayward lass that her sister had been
No longer jealous of her sister
So she ran 'round the house with her curlers on, hm
No longer jealous of her sister