All I want is a room somewhere far away from the cold night air with one enormous chair, oh, wouldn't it be lovely?
Lots of chocolate for me to eat, lots of coal makin' lots of heat, warm face, warm hands, warm feet, oh, wouldn't it be lovely?
Oh, so lovely sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still I would never budge till spring crept over the window sill
Someone's head restin' on my knee, warm and tender as he can be, who takes good care of me, oh, wouldn't it be lovely?

(Do filme My Fair Lady)