Oh Wot a Life

                                  2, 3, 4

I wanna get back home

But the bar won't close

Till ten and thirty tonight

Oh boy, good God, wot a life

Some cat down there

Split his head wide open

And the doctor died of fright

Oh, wot a life

Every woman I see she says to me

"Get back to your wife"



Everyone I know got their little problems

Boy, I wanna see some life

The Fender got busted in the second set

And the pick-up's up the pike

And the Leslie sound goes round and round

And round and round



Oh boy, good God, wot a life

Get back in my car like a movie star

It's an Austin Healey Sprite, huh

Oh boy, wot a life

I think I'll go dig some weeds down at Mrs G's

Cut the cross-bar off her bike

Oh, wot a life



Every woman I see they say to me

"Now you know what I like"

Every woman I see they fix me up

Saying, "Get back to your wife"

Next number's called paranoia

It's the story of my life

And the gigs we do take me down and down

And down and down and down

Good God, wot a life



Now the next number we do is called paranoia

It's the story of my life

Oh, grr, wot a life

(Alright, may as well get out of here now:.)