La, la, la, di, di, di, di, di, di, da

How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
And all the punters say it's a good crowd, for a Saturday

It makes me feel uneasy,
The gig it gets me paid,
My subjects sit on stools,
Drinking their sorrows away,
My songs are on cue,
My songs make them smile,
So they keep coming back,
To forget life for a while.

CHORUS:
Let's talk straight,
We're all pear shaped,
Roll that ditty so we forget our mistakes,
Play a song that's sweet,
That we knew complete,
In our younger days, our younger days,
John's a real good mate,
His sense of humour's great,
But we all know that he can never get out of this place,
We all love melodies, so
Hey, hey, sing that grand old song.

How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
And all the punters say it's a good crowd, for a Saturday

Paul's a real estate guru,
he gave it his whole life,
Which wasn't a great move,
Cos he never had a wife,
Cruising to point blotto,
The hours slowly pass,
Better to drink loneliness,
Than sit home on your ass

CHORUS

There's little else to do,
When you never met the one,
They studied through their teens,
When they should have had fun,
So now they're stoned real hard,
And they're off their tits,
The waitress in a bind,
Is practicing politics.

How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha
How's the navy Davy? A, ha A, ha

La, la, la, di, di, di, di, di, di, da

Let's talk straight,
We're all pear shaped,
Roll that ditty so we forget our mistakes,
Play a song that's sweet,
That we knew complete,
In our younger days, our younger days,
John's a real good mate,
His sense of humour's great,
But we all know that he can never get out of this place,
We all love melodies, so
Bill, play some more melodies, oh
Ignore this silly parody, and
Hey, hey, sing that grand old song.