Ain’t We Got Fun (from The Great Gatsby)

by Catherine Chiu

 

Bill collectors gather ’round and rather
Haunt the cottage next door
Men the grocer and butcher sent
Men who call for the rent
But within a happy chappy
And his bride of only a year
Seem to be so cheerful, here’s an earful
Of the chatter you hear

Ev’ry morning, ev’ry evening
Ain’t we got fun?
Not much money, Oh, but honey
Ain’t we got fun?
The rent’s unpaid dear
We haven’t a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us

In the winter in the Summer
Don’t we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There’s nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime, in between time
Ain’t we got fun?

Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happened last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name
And I’ll bet two pins, a pair of twins
Just happened in with the bird
Still they’re very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard

Ev’ry morning, ev’ry evening
Don’t we have fun
Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear
Don’t we have fun
We’ve only started
As mommer and pop
Are we downhearted I’ll say that we’re not
Landlords mad and getting madder
Ain’t we got fun?
Times are so bad and getting badder
Still we have fun
There’s nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get laid off
In the meantime, in between time
Ain’t we got fun?

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