| And what are the joys of a single young man? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. And what is he doing whenever he can? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. You may think I’m wrong and you may think I’m right, I’m not going to argue, I know you can fight, But what do you think we are doing tonight? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. |
| CHORUS: Boozin’, boozin’, just you and I, Boozin’, boozin’, when we are dry, Some do it openly, some on the sly, But we all are bloody well boozin’. |
| And what are the joys of a poor married man? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. And what is he doing whenever he can? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. He comes home at night and he gives his wife all, Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. Then goes out shopping, pays many a call, Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. But what brings him home hanging onto the wall? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. |
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| And what does the Salvation Army run down? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. And what are they damning in every town? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. They stand on street corners, they rant and they shout, They shout about things they know nothing about, But what are they doing when the lights are all out? Why, boozin’, bloody well boozin’. |
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