It's A Fine Life Lyrics - Singles - Oliver

Plummy and slam! 

Nancy! Wake up boys! The ladies is 'ere. 

Ladies?! Cor! 'Ark at him! 

'Ere, we'll have less of that if you don't mind! 

'Ere, so where's the gin, then, Fagin? 

All in moderation, my dear, all in moderation. 

Too much gin can be a dangerous thing for a pure, young girl. 

Ooh, and what's wrong with a bit of danger then, eh, Mr. Fagin? 

After all it's about the only excitement we get. 

And who would deny us that small pleasure? 

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Small pleasures, small pleasures 

Who would deny us these? 

Gin toddies -- large measuress -- 

No skimpin' if you please! 

I rough it, I love it 

Life is a game of chance. 

I never tire of it -- 

Leading this merry dance. 

If you don't mind having to go without things 

It's a fine life. 

It's a fine life. 

Tho' it ain't all jolly old pleasure outings... 

It's a fine life 

It's a fine life. 

When you got someone to love 

You forget your cares and strife 

Let the prudes look down on us 

Let the wide world frown on us 

It's a fine, 

Fine life! 

Ain't that right, Bet? Go on, you tell 'em girl. 

Who cares if straightlaces 

Sneer at us in the street? 

Fine airs and fine graces 

Don't have to sin to eat. 

We wander through London 

Who knows what we many find? 

There's pockets left undone 

On many a behind. 

If you don't mind taking it as it turns out, 

It's a fine life! 

It's a fine life! 

Keep the candle burning until it burns out 

It's a fine life. 

It's a fine life. 

Though you sometimes do come by 

The occasional black eye 

You can always cover one 

'Til he blacks the other one 

But you don't dare cry. 

No flounces, no feathers 

No frills and furbelows 

All winds and all weathers 

Ain't good for fancy clo'es 

That's true. 

These trappings, 

These ta'ers 

These we can just afford. 

What future? 

What ma'ers? 

We've got our bed and board. 

If you don't mind having to deal with Fagin 

It's a fine life! 

It's a fine life! 

Though diseased rats threaten to bring the plague in 

It's a fine life! 

It's a fine life! 

But the grass is green and dense 

On the right side of the 'fence'. 

And we take good care of it 

That we get our share of it 

And we don't mean pence. 

No! If you don't mind having to like or lump it... 

It's a fine life 

It's a fine life! 

Tho' there's no tea-supping and eating crumpet 

It's a fine life! 

It's a fine life! 

Not for me, the happy home 

Happy husband, happy wife 

Tho' it sometimes touches me... 

...For the likes of such as me... 

Mine's a fine... 

Fine... life!