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