[MACHEATH]
There was a time, now very far away
When we set up together, I and she
I had the brains, and she supplied the breast
I did her right, and she supported me
A way of life then, if not quite the best
And when a client came I'd slide out of our bed
And treat him nice, and go and have a drink instead
And when he paid up I'd address him, "Sir
Come any time you feel you fancy her"
The time's gone past, but what would I not give
To see that whorehouse where we used to live?

[JENNY]
That was the time, now very far away
He was so sweet and bashed me where it hurt
And when the cash ran out the feathers really flew
He'd up and say, "I'm going to pawn your skirt"
A skirt is nice, but no skirt is okay too
He had his cheek, he kept me locked away all day
But came the night he brought acquaintances to play
When I'd object he'd knock me headlong down the stairs
I had the bruises off and on for years
That time's gone past, but what would I not give
To see that whorehouse where we used to live?
[MACHEATH & JENNY]
That was the time, now very far away

[MACHEATH]
Not that our state seems much improved today

[JENNY]
When afternoons were all I had for you

[MACHEATH]
I told you she was generally booked up
The night's more normal, but daytime will do

[JENNY]
Once I was pregnant, so the doctor said

[MACHEATH]
So we reversed positions on the bed

[JENNY]
He thought his weight would make it premature

[MACHEATH]
But in the end we flushed it down the sewer

[MACHEATH & JENNY]
That could not last, but what would I not give
To see that whorehouse where we used to live?