(Barson) Well there's a man I know At least I used to years ago I didn't really mind He used to come 'round all the time Of course he had to be fed I had to give him a bed He used to kip on my sofa They used to call him a loafer I've heard he's changed A lot since then But some of his ways He just can't mend Told the other day That he'd offered to pay He didn't like his dad He earned all he ever had He didn't have no shame He was a master at his game He never showed his hand He was the bed and breakfast man He was, he was the bed and breakfast man...
