When you left l thought l was free
To roam all the bars
To ride in fast cars
To flirt with the gals
To drink with the pals
Work when l felt
Bathed when l smelt
Oh what a fool l would be…
Chorus:
The bars and the cars were short interests to me
The gals and the pals – fallen debris
The workload piled up
And so did the bills
The sweat stuck to me
Like sordid cheap thrills
Oh what a fool l have been
To turn back the clock
An impossible task
For you moved on
And married too last
That to a guy
That should have been me
Now l know
I’m unhappily free
Oh what a fool I have been
Chorus:
The bars and the cars were short interests to me
The gals and the pals – fallen debris
The workload piled up
And so did the bills
The sweat stuck to me
Like sordid cheap thrills
Oh what a fool l have been
Oh – what a fool I have been
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