Broughton-Mason One night on the tiles, that night when the boys and me Went out and played around I should have stayed home, but I left my old lady here And headed for the town, for the town Laid my money down, hung around underground Held our gla**es high, had too much rye, my head and I It was so bad for business, so bad for business So bad for business I stayed It was so bad for business I stayed One knock on the door, who's this with a ring on her hand I just don't understand I'm down on the ground, I guess that I paid the price 'cause I'm married twice round Two times around Come now why make a fuss? It'll all work out for the three of us Please don't say we' re through There's enough of me for the two of you This is so bad for business, so bad for business So bad for business I stayed This is so bad for business .. This is so bad for business