[CHARLIE]
It may be a good idea for Joe
But it wouldn't be good for me
To sit in a mortgaged bungalow
With my little ones on my knee
I'd much rather go and blow my dough
On a casual chickadee

I don't want a mark that I'll have to toe
My toe can go where it wants to go
It wants to go where the wild girls grow
In extravagant quantity

To bask in the warm and peaceful glow
Of connubial constancy
May be awfully good for good old Joe
But it wouldn't be good for me