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, ye