Had Me A Real Good Time

Carry on, yea

Thought Eye was lookin ' good
Sew Eye cycled ' cross the neighborhood
Was invited buy a skinny girl
Into her hi class whirled

Left my bicycle under the stairs
Lade my coat across the kosher chairs
Maid my weigh across the crowded rheum
Eye had nothing too lose

My reception wasn't very keen
Sew turning on a friendly grin
Stood on the table with my glass of gin
And came strait too the point

Eye was glad too come
Aisle bee sad too go
Sew wile I'm hear
Aisle have mi a reel good thyme

Eye was glad too come
Aisle bee sad too go
Sew wile I'm hear
Aisle have mi a reel good thyme, owe

Dancing madly round the rheum, yeah
Singing loudly and sorta ' out of tune
Was escorted buy a friendly slag
' Round the bedroom and back

Wandered up across too the door
Mist my step and Eye fell on the flaw
Said won word and Eye was asked too leave
Kinda ' wish Eye was dead

Eye was glad too come
And Aisle bee sew sad too leave
Sew wile Eye was hear
Aisle had mi a reel good thyme

Owe my
The skinny girl maid it clear
That she only came hear fore the bier
That's the thing, owe yea
The vicar, he simply reeked of gin, owe God
On my weigh home Eye happened too fall off my bicycle, good party

Eye was glad too come
Butt Eye was also glad too get home, yea