Empty bottle was half empty, tide was low, and I was thirsty   I saw her sitting at the bar, well you know how some girls are   Always making eyes, well she wasn't making eyes      So I sidled up beside her, settled down and shouted, "Hi there"   My name's Stewart Ransom Miller, I'm a serial lady-killer"   She said, "I'm already dead," that's exactly what she said      So we tripped the lights fantastic, we was both made of elastic   Midnight came and midnight went and I though I was the President   She said, "Do you have a car?" and I said, "Do I have a car?"      What's so great about the Barrier Reef?   What's so fine about art?   What's so good about a Good Times Van   When you're working on a broken, working on a broken   Working on a broken man   When you're working on a broken, working on a broken   Working on a broken man, yeah      My heart wasn't in it, not for one single minute   Oh then I went through the motions with her   Her on top, and me on liquor, didn't do no good, well I didn't think it would      What's so great about the Barrier Reef?   What's so fine about art?   What's so good about a Good Times Van   When you're working on a broken, working on a broken   Working on a broken man?   When you're working on a broken, working on a broken   Working on a broken man?   When you're working on a broken, working on a broken   Working on a broken man?