Come on in
I’m at home all alone.
I get nobody on the phone.
Since she packed her suitcase,
I’ve got a royal peace.
	
Come on in,
We’ll take about women
And their tricks.
Do we need so much love?
To forget the one we ‘re cryin’ for,
Ten others are waitin’ at the door.
	
Come on in,
We’ll sure find a bottle somewhere
That we’ll drink in the kitchen,
Cause it’s the only place here,
Where she left one or two chairs.
	
Come on in,
First of all, she was just a slut.
When from my eye will fall a drop,
You would be kind
To turn your face aside.