Gin, toddies, large measures,
no skimping if you please.
life is a game of chance.
leading this merry dance.
It's a fine life, fine life
Though it ain't all jolly old
It's a fine life, fine life
When you got someone to love
You forget your cares and strife
Let the prudes look down on us
Let the wide world frown on us
Who cares if straight laces
sneer at us in the street
Fine airs and fine graces
don't have the sin to eat
We wander through London,
who knows what we may find
There's pockets left undone
It's a fine life, fine life
It's a fine life, fine life
Though you sometimes do come
by the occasional black eye
You can al ways cover one
while he blacks the other one
No flounces, no feathers,
All winds and all weathers
ain't good for fancy clothes
These trappings, these tatters,
What future? What matters?
We've got our bed and board
threaten to bring the plague in,
But the grass is green and dense
on the right side of the fence
An d we take good care of it,
If you don't mind having to life a lump it,
And though there's no tea sippin'
Not for me, the happy home,
happy husband, happy wife
Though it sometimes touches me,
for the likes of such as me
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