They
got drunk last night
Had a knockdown, drag out fight
She was determined and he saw it his way
He threw a tantrum and she threw an ashtray
They got drunk last night
How is this for a how do you do?
He's unfaithful and she's untrue
They're each their own masters They're their own bosses
They reserve the right to employ
double crosses How is this for a fine?
How do you do?
How do you do?
You'd need a chair and a whip
To control their relationship
How do you do?
Once they were lovers and practically best friends
Now he's into bondage and she's into
revenge You'd need a chair and a whip
If one of them should die
I suppose the other would cry
There'd be tears of sorrow
And tears of great grief
Or else there'd be tears of release
And of relief