But all good things come to an end
The road will eventually bend
If you're nice and warm now
You'll get colder, and how
'Cos life is that kind of a blend.
Hold on tight and just grin through the ride
In spite of all that may betide
Spend that cash, have a fling
Party on like anything
But try not to wake up a bride
It's time for my shower, I smell
A nice scrubbing will make me smell well
So I'll sing while I lather
Because I would much rather
Be clean than to stink to high hell