What kind of year has it been,   Without me in it?   I guess it's been pretty decent,    Because you haven't mentioned it.   What kind of man is it,   Who keeps you so fucking busy?   I guess he's pretty decent,   'Cause he keeps you busy fucking.      And the party's still going,   While the party's still going.      It's been a fucking year of fucking around   A fucking year of fucking around   I won't say where I've been now      I'll make new friends,   say who needs them?   Kiss and lay (?)   Where to begin?      It's been a fucking year of fucking around   A fucking year of fucking around   All I won't say, where I've been now.