I’ve got two black eyes
Got a broken nose
And I can’t go down the Spaniards
No no more
Well I was fit and able
I was out there
on the table
And I shouted will you look, let’s have some more
That’s the way it goes
That’s the way it goes
Two black eyes and a broken nose
Everybody knows
That’s the way it goes
I’ve got a filthy mouth
I’ve got a dirty mind
And I can’t go out with evil
No no more
Oh well that snobby bratt was meaner than this old hat
She wacked me when I called her an old whore
Look out
All together
(Sing, No Chords)
Well a dollar is a dollar
And a dime is a dime
We’d sing another chorus
But we haven’t got the time

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