One Fing 'n' Anuvver Lyrics - Chas & Dave

I got 'ome the uvver night 

an' wot did I discover? 

The law's bin around again 

ter see me little bruvver 

Big sister's bin an' got 

in trouble wiv 'er luvver 

I've 'ad a bleedin' nuff of it 

wiv one fing n' anuvver 

I shoulda listened to 

me dear ol' muvver 

she was a good ol gal 

Gawd luv 'er 

"Find a wife an' settle down" 

she'd say but, bruvver! 

You know 'ow it is 

wot wiv one fing n' anuvver 

I 'ad a wash & shave 

an' I went round to Tommy Glover 

To ask 'im if 'e fancied 

a quick 'un down the Golden Plover 

'E came to the door an' said 

"Me missus might discover. 

You know 'ow it is Chas 

Wot wiv one fing n' anuvver 

'E carries a can coz 'is old man 

aint bovvered a damn 

'E gets treated like a cowson* but 

Let me tell you, squire 

I might end up in the fire 

If I ever get outa this band 

I'd roll meself a fag 

an' make an effort to recover 

But I've lost me tin o' bacca 

an' I can't afford anuvver 

Now some moggies* in the yard 

'ave started fightin' wiv each uvver 

I've 'ad a bleedin' nuff of it 

wiv one fing n' anuvver 

* "Cowson" is a Cockney term of mild abuse. * "Moggies" = cats