Though fools may prate
Of of the married state
And the evils of bachelor life
I'm happier far than the married men are,
Who are cursed with a shrew of a wife.
I drink my fill if I have the will
With friends who are tired and old,
And oft when the company's good, I stay
I may not come home till the break of day,
But if dinner is waiting and I am away,
There's no one to nag me or scold!
For I want what I want when I want it!
That's all that makes life worth the while
For the wine that tonight fills my soul with delight,
On the morrow may seem to me vile.
There's no worldly pleasure myself I deny,
There's no one to ask me the where-fore or why,
I eat when I'm hungry,
And drink when I'm dry.
For I want what I want when I want it!
I want what I want when I want it!
The "fire-side joys" with the fuss and noise
Of children who fight and squall,
May do for the man on the home-staying place,
But it wouldn't suit me, not at all.
Of course, your life, if you have no wife,
Is lonesome at times and slow,
But whether you marry or not they say,
You're bound to regret it either way;
Let those who are single be sorry who may,
I'd be sorrier married I know!
For I want what I want when I want it!
That's all that makes life worth the while.
I can find if I will,
Lots of good fellows still,
Who will give me a welcoming smile.
So there's no worldly pleasure myself I deny,
There's no one to ask me the where-fore or why,
I eat when I'm hungry,
And drink when I'm dry.
For I want what I want when I want it!
I want what I want when I want it!