Intro :
This didn't used to be me, old boy
This isn't what I'd want
Pulling old night fighters
In a restaurant
There's smoke and flames behind me
Where the self-respect all went
And I'm be hind, b ehind
With the rent
I've been stitched up like a kipper, old son
But I won't be again
Hell hath no fury
Oh, I'm like a lot of men
Now I'm stalking this old Doris
With lascivious intent
And I'm be hind, b ehind
With the rent
Just a little duck an d dive
And a bit of wheel an d deal
She'll r emind m e I' m alive
She'll r emind m e I sti ll feel
Just a little shellin g out
For a bit of you kno w what
I know this i s al l about
Something that I nev er got
Well this crumpet's past it's sell-by-date
But they all would qualify
They're going to be lonely
And be happy to comply
She knows that I'm a chancer
Coming on like a gent
But I'm be hind, b ehind
With the rent
Yes, I'm be hind, b ehind
With the rent