I never kissed a man before
Oh isn't it a shame
I never kissed a man before
I knew his name
I never had a taste for wine
Oh isn't it a sin
Never had a taste for wine
Can't compare with gin
Oh isn't it nice
My faith's restored
To find that vice
Has its own reward
I always go to bed at ten
Oh isn't it a bore
I always go to bed at ten
And go home at four