Well, there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago
I didn't really mind
He used to come round all the timeOf course he had to be fed
I had to give him a bed
He used to kip on my sofa
They used to call him a loaferI've heard he's changed a lot since then
But some of his ways he just can't mendTill the other day
When he'd offer to pay
He didn't like his bed
He earned all he'd ever hadHe didn't have no shame
He was a master at his game
He never showed his hand
He was the bed and breakfast manOh, he was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man