Don't call pretty Peggy   She can't hear you no more   Don't leave no message   'Round her back door      They say the old laughing lady   Been here before   She don't keep time   She don't count score      You can't have a cupboard   If there ain't no wall   You got to move there's   No time left to stall      They say the old laughing lady   Dropped by to call   And when she leaves   She leaves nothing at all      See the drunkard of the village   Falling on the street   Can't tell his ankles   From the rest of his feet      He loves his old laughing lady   'Cause her taste is so sweet   But his laughing lady's loving   Ain't the kind he can keep      There's a fever on the freeway   Blacks out the night   There's a slipping on the stairway   Just don't feel right      And there's a rumbling in the bedroom   And a flashing of light   There's the old laughing lady   Everything is all right