Ain't We Got Fun

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,
 Every morning,
 Every 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 richer 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 happen'd in with the bird
 Still they're very gay and merry
 Just at dawning I heard,
 Every morning,
 Every 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!
 Landlord's 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 richer and the poor get laid off!
 In the meantime,
 In between time,
 Ain't we got fun!