Thought I was lookin' good

So I cycled 'cross the neighborhood

Was invited by a skinny girl

Into her high class world



Left my bicycle under the stairs

Laid my coat across the kosher chairs

Made my way across the crowded room

I had nothing to lose



My reception wasn't very keen

So turning on a friendly grin,

Stood on the table with my glass of gin

And came straight to the point



I was glad to come

I'll be sad to go

So while I'm here

I'll have me a real good time



I was glad to come

I'll be sad to go

So while I'm here

I'll have me a real good time. Oh no



Dancin' madly 'round the room, yeah

Singing loudly and sorta' out of tune

Was escorted by a friendly slag

'Round the ... back



Wandered c-c-cross ...

Missed my step and I fell on the floor.

Said one word and was asked to leave

Kinda' wish I was dead.



I was glad to come

And I'll be so sad to leave,

But while I was here

I had me a real good time, oooh.



The skinny girl made it clear,

That she only came here for the beer - that's a fact, oh yeah

The vicar he simply reeked of gin - good God



On my way home I happened to fall off my bicycle, good party

Ooh hoo, ha ha, yeah



I was glad to come, but I was also glad to get home, yeah