Well it's a one, two, three
Four week bender
Bending laws of time and space
And I've been pinging God - return to sender
Oh Christ, I never really believed in him anyway
When you wrote to me
And said you're sorry
You couldn't do this face to face
And that it hurts to think
Of being without me
And then you f*ck a guy on the very next day
So go ahead and bed
A couple thousand men
Well frankly, dear, I don't give a damn
No I don't give a damn
And it's a one, two, three,
And keep 'em coming
I don't wanna see the sun
And this hole I'm in
That I've been digging
Is going to be my home 'till the deed is done
So go ahead and bed
A couple thousand men
Well frankly, dear, I don't give a damn
No I don't give a damn
So just go ahead and bed
A couple thousand men
Well frankly, my dear, no I don't give a damn
So you just go ahead and bed
A couple thousand men
Well frankly, dear, I don't give a damn
No I don't give damn, no, no, no, no
No I don't give damn, no, no, no, no...