My Landlady

My landlady is too rude

In my affairs, she likes to intrude

My landlady is too rude

In my affairs, she likes to intrude

Five o'clock in the morning

Me landlady is peeping

No, it isn't fair

This persecution I got to bear

And every Monday

"Mr., give me me rent"

All that I try, I cannot prevent

She telling me

"Mr., give me me rent"

This is how she start

A lot of restrictions to break your heart

After ten o'clock

Tenants must know my front door is locked

And on the wall, she stick up a notice

"No lady friends, not even a princess"

And if you disagree

Out you go, immediately

And every Monday

"Mr., give me me rent"

Poor Kitchener, I ain't got a cent

She telling me

"Mr., give me me rent"

No chair, no table

The convenience is terrible

And on the other part

No hot water to take a bath

And believe, you sleep like a rabbit

Although the sheet with half of a blanket

And she has the audacity

To tell me I'm living in luxury

And every Monday

"Mr., give me me rent"

All that I try, I cannot prevent

She telling me

"Mr., give me me rent"

No use you complain

You're wasting your time

You talking in vain

Because when she get her fees

She couldn't care less if you vexed or pleased

And the rent is all on the level

Four guineas for single or double

Boys, that landlady bad

She worse than the landlord from Trinidad

And every Monday

"Mr., give me me rent"

All that I try, I cannot prevent

She telling me

"Mr., give me me rent"