Now what are the joys of a single young man? Why boozing, bloody well boozing And what is he doing whenever he can? Why boozing, bloody well boozing You may think I'm wrong or 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 boozing, bloody well boozing
Chorus: Boozing, boozing just you and I Boozing, boozing, when we are dry Some do it openly, some on the sly But we all are bloody well boozing
And what are the joys of a poor married man? And what is he doing whenever he can? He comes home at night and he gives his wife all He goes out a shopping, makes many a call But what brings him home hanging on to the wall?
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And what does the Salvation Army run down? And what are they damning in every town? 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?
