With a heavy heart and tiny feet He stumbled through the moonlit street Until he reached the open door Of drunken men and open whores Until I see the roaming hoard I'll hide myself and view the world With such contempt the green surrounds And goes behind your dressing gown Until I see that open door I remind myself just to be sure That no-one else can hear a thing Not even dogs' ears to the floor, da-da-dum ♪ I don't think he likes it When the joke Is on you And I don't think he takes too well To the jokers playing the fool So he stumbles on towards a girl Who smells as if she seen the world Until he finds to his surprise That she's a he; the girls are guys Until I see the tide is right I'll sit alone on through the night And think about the many things I'd do if it were not for him, and ♪ I don't think he likes it When the joke Is on you And I don't think he takes too well To the jokers playing the fool Until that night he'd never known That men in drag wear sweet cologne And dressing in your mother's clothes It's kindest if she never knows Until I see the world is calm I'll stick around, eh what's the harm A treasure that I'd kill to find Is waiting on the other side, da-da dum ♪ I don't think he likes it When the joke Is on you And I don't think he takes too well To the jokers playing the fool Ba-dum