You got to move there's
Just don't feel right
'Round her back door
You can't have a cupboard
There's the old laughing lady
He loves his old laughing lady
Don't leave no message
From the rest of his feet
'Cause her taste is so sweet
Blacks out the night
She leaves nothing at all
See the drunkard of the village
There's a slipping on the stairway
Been here before
Ain't the kind he can keep
And when she leaves
If there ain't no wall
Dropped by to call
They say the old laughing lady
Falling on the street
She don't count score
No time left to stall
And there's a rumbling in the bedroom
She don't keep time
There's a fever on the freeway
They say the old laughing lady
But his laughing lady's loving
Can't tell his ankles
And a flashing of light
