One night on the tiles, that night when the boys and me



went out and played around



I should have stayed home, but I left my old lady here



and headed for the town, for the town.





Laid my money down, hung around underground



Held our glasses high, had too much rye, my head and I.



It was so bad for business, so bad for business,



so bad for business I stayed,



it was so bad for business I stayed.



One knock on the door, who's this with a ring on her hand



I just don't understand.



I'm down on the ground, I guess that I paid the price



'cause I'm married twice round.



Two times around





Come now why make a fuss?



It'll all work out for the three of us



Please don't say we' re through,



there's enough of me for the two of you.



This is so bad for business, so bad for business



so bad for business I stayed,



this is so bad for business .. .



This is so bad for business . . .