At Least I Got Laid lyrics

(Royston and Antony Langdon)

*Here, Antony writes a good-humored song about getting laid when all else fails. As [bad word] joke, Ant claims to have written the song in a different city for every time the song is played.*

Love, love, love…

Oh what a crazy, lazy life
Shot gun wedding to a hooker wife
Down in the sewer, I'm fishin for a bone
You best tell your daddy that you're [bad word] home
 [bad word] 

Ah, go ahead and call me loser
Sell my soul off to the dudes
Tell me that I'll never get paid
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid

Oh, what a tragic waste of time
Snuggling with that model as she chops out a line 
Not much to offer, she's nothing to see
Well I thought she was a [bad word]  but I think that I'm [bad word] 

 [bad word] 

Now I know all I need to know
I've had my highs, I've lived my lows
I've gone as far as I can go
And I'm frozen to the bone

Listen now…
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
He got laid, she got laid (x4)