What kind of year has it been,
Without me in it?
I guess it's been pretty decent,
Because you haven't mentioned it.
What kind of man is it,
Who keeps you so fucking busy?
I guess he's pretty decent,
'Cause he keeps you busy fucking.
And the party's still going,
While the party's still going.
It's been a fucking year of fucking around
A fucking year of fucking around
I won't say where I've been now
I'll make new friends,
say who needs them?
Kiss and lay (?)
Where to begin?
It's been a fucking year of fucking around
A fucking year of fucking around
All I won't say, where I've been now.