Bed and Breakfast Man

Well there's a man I know

At least I used to years ago

I didn't really mind

He used to come in all the time

Of course he had to be fed

I had to give him a bed

He used to keep on my sofa

They used to call him a loafer

I've heard he's changed a lot since then

But some of his ways, he just can't mend

Till the other day

That he'd offered to pay

He didn't like his bed

He earned all he ever had

He didn't' have no shame

He was a master at his game

He never showed his hand

He was the bed and breakfast man

Oh, he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man

And-and he was, he was the bed and breakfast man