Had Me a Real Good Time Rod Stewart

Carry on, yea

Thought I was lookin' good
So I cycled 'cross the neighborhood
Was invited by a skinny girl
Into her high class world

Left my bicycle under the stairs
Laid my coat across the kosher chairs
Made my way across the crowded room
I had nothing to lose

My reception wasn't very keen
So turning on a friendly grin
Stood on the table with my glass of gin
And came straight to the point

I was glad to come
I'll be sad to go
So while I'm here
I'll have me a real good time

I was glad to come
I'll be sad to go
So while I'm here
I'll have me a real good time, oh