Had Me A Real Good Time

Thought I was lookin good

So I cycled cross the neighbourhood

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 wasnt very keen

So turning on a friendly grin

Stood on the table with my glass of gin

And came straight to the point

(chorus)

I was glad to come

Ill be sad to go

So while Im here

Ill have me a real good time

(repeat)

Dancing madly round the room, yeah

Singing loudly and sorta out of tune

Was escorted by a friendly slag

round the bedroom and back

Wandered across to the door

Missed my step and I fell on the floor.

Said one word and was asked to leave

Kinda wish I was dead.

(chorus)

The skinny girl made it clear

That she only came here for the beer

The vicar simply reeked of gin

On my way home I happened to fall off my bicycle

(good party)

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