Had Me A Real Good Time

Carry on, yea Thought I was lookin' good So I cycled 'cross the neighborhood Was invited by a skinny girl Into her high cla*s 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 gla*s 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 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 up across to the door Missed my step and I fell on the floor Said one word and I was asked to leave Kinda' wish I was dead I was glad to come And I'll be so sad to leave So while I was here I'll had me a real good time Oh my The skinny girl made it clear That she only came here for the beer That's the thing, oh yea The vicar, he simply reeked of gin, oh God 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, yea