Don't call pretty Peggy,
She can't hear you no more
Don't leave no message
Round her back door
They say the old laughing lady
Been here before
She don't keep time
She don't count score
You can't have a cupboard
If there ain't no wall
You got to move
There's no time for you to stall
They say the old laughing lady
Dropped by to call
And when she leaves
She leaves nothing at all
See the drunkard of the village
Fallin' on his feet
He can't tell his ankle
From the rest of his feet
He loves his old laughing lady
Because the taste is so sweet
But the laughin' lady's loving
Ain't the kind he can keep
There's a fever on the freeway
Blacks out the night
There's a slippin' on the stairway
Just don't feel right
There's a rumblin' in the bedroom
And a flashin' of light
There's the old laughing lady
Everything is all right
There's the old laughing lady
Everything is all right
it occurs everywhere but 'if there ain't no wall / you got to move '