(ron woodrod stewart & ronnie lane)



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 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



(chorus)

I was glad to come

I'll be sad to go

So while I'm here

I'll have me a real good time



(repeat)



Dancing madly round the roomyeah

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 comebut I was also glad to get home