He said to us,
“She’s veritably mine!”
“It’s but a joke, friend, it’s but a joke!
Do come away -
thou’rt utterly in wine.
It’s not thy business, boy, don’t walk this road!”

But he just cried, “I’ve really won today!
Let’s catch a cab, why not go on a roam?
The meter’s ticking, but it’s all the same,
We’ll have to pay but when the roam’s over.”

I have no trouble
about queer birds,
Yet tried to hold him, though I wasn’t sober.
But he just talked
and talked about her...
“Don’t even look at her, from now onward!”

My blood has started boiling in my veins,
And with a smile like I had heretofore,
I softly said to him, “It’s all the same,
But thou shalt pay, friend, when the roam’s over!”

As words as tears
leave me cold tonight -
I want to fight, and I’ve been really strengthened!
It’s not the moment
to discuss my right -
Thou hast to pay for her, and thou shalt pay, friend!..

Life’s rushing on, and I enjoy each day.
I’m feeling good, I want to laugh and joke.
The meter’s ticking, but it’s all the same,
We’ll have to pay but when the roam’s over...