Well, I just bumped into an old friend of mine I hadn't seen for years
We talked about the good old times over a couple a jars of beer
Seems like another world now that all of the old folks are dead
And he looks kinda similar but inside he's just out of his head
Singin' la, la, la
la, la, la
Well, he smoked all my cigarettes and he emptied my purse
Some things they never change, well, at least they don't get worse
We struck gold at two thirty care of some gee gee up in the Ayr
But by the time we got 'round to collecting our winnings the pub landlord
had already been there
Singin' la, la, la
la, la, la
I asked him about his missus, seems they parted long ago
Not only that but she seems to have a kid by everyone we know, oh no!
Well, I managed to change the subject by ordering another round
Then in who should walk none other than dear Charlie Brown
Singin' la, la, la
la, la, la
The last time I saw him he was waving me goodbye
Singin' la, la, la
Singin' la, la, la
la, la, la
("I'll have two more o' these"