Snafu - Funky Friend lyrics

The door was open, I walked in the room A musty smell was in the air A grandfather clock was in the corner In the other a rocking chair In the fireplace stood a bent old polka dot See there was Nicole On the wall there hung a faded picture Of his wife, God bless her soul An ashtray filled with many stubs A gla** I filled with beer Well that sounds so bad in his usual place That my funky friend made here, just made here Well I noticed when I began to leave A scribbled message was on the door "Please look after my dear old cat I can't keep him anymore I'm getting old and my cuffs began to fray And my shoulders have begun to bend Please look after my dear old cat He's my funky friend" An ashtray filled with many stubs A gla** I filled with beer Well that sounds so bad in his usual place That my funky friend made here, it's gone I noticed when I began to leave A scribbled message was on the door "Please look after my dear old cat I can't keep him anymore I'm getting old and my cuffs began to fray And my shoulders have begun to bend Please look after my dear old cat He's my funky friend" An ashtray filled with many stubs A gla** I filled with beer Well that sounds so bad in his usual place That my funky friend made here, well that ain't good Yeah I said I said it, come on I said it, come on I said it, come on I said it, come on, yee-ha I said it, come on Oh come on All right, oh