This didnt used to be me, old boy
This isnt what Id want
Pullin' old night fighters
In a restaurant
Theres smoke and flames behind me
Where the self-respect all went
And Im behind, behind with the rent
Ive been stitched up like a kipper, old son
But I wont be again
Hell hath no fury
Oh, Im like a lot of men
Now Im stalkin this old Doris
With lascivious intent
And Im behind, behind with the rent
Just a little duck and dive
And a bit of wheel and deal
Shell remind me Im alive
Shell remind me I still feel
Just a little shellin out
For a bit of you-know-what
I know this is all about
Somethin' that I never got, oh
Well, this crumpets past its sell-by-date
But they all would qualify
Theyre gonna be lonely
And be happy to comply
She knows that Im a chancer
Comin on like a gent
But Im behind, behind with the rent
Yes, Im behind, behind with the rent
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