And I've run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
And my music bores me once again

And I've been on the pinball
And I know longer know it all
And they say that you never know when you're insane


Got fleas in my bedroom
Got flies in my bathroom

And the cat just finished off the bread
So I walk over Soho
And I read about Monroe

And I wonder was she really what they said

Got a call from a good friend

Come on down for the weekend
Didn't know if I could spare the time
I knew a woman who was crazy

About a boy who was lazy
But it didn't work out 'cos they just couldn't make it rhyme


Hey Jude you were alright
I could have grooved with you all night
But you turned your back on the party game

Mama if i keep my head clean
Will I really have a good dream
Or will I wake up in confusion just the same


And I've run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail

Got fleas in the bedroom
Got flies in the bathroom
Got a call from a good friend

Come on down for the weekend
Hey Jude you were alright
I could have grooved with you all night


And I've been on the pale ale
And I feel like a pinball