(ron wood, rod stewart & ronnie lane) Thought i was lookin' good So i cycled 'cross the neighbourhood Was invited by a skinny girl Into her high cla** world Left my bicycle under the stairs Laid my coat across the kosher chairs Made my way across the crowded room I had nothing to lose My reception wasn't very keen So turning on a friendly grin Stood on the table with my gla** of gin And came straight to the point (chorus) I was glad to come I'll be sad to go So while i'm here I'll have me a real good time (repeat) Dancing madly round the room, yeah Singing loudly and sorta' out of tune Was escorted by a friendly slag 'round the bedroom and back Wandered across to the door Missed my step and i fell on the floor. Said one word and was asked to leave Kinda' wish i was dead. (chorus) The skinny girl made it clear That she only came here for the beer The vicar simply reeked of gin On my way home i happened to fall off my bicycle (good party) I was glad to come, but i was also glad to get home