Pull me up a chair and keep your money There's not guarantees, won't you please forgive me But you know cold-blooded women make me sneeze And I'll kick
Well look out sunshine here they go They got yesterday's heroes and last night clothes You're a game old boy judging by the way you walk Well there's
1, 2, 3, Owww Mistress Mabel, you're seriously wrong, Clears my table, bang and then she's gone, Takes a liberty if you let her, Yes she's old but she
Well the room was pink and the signs were serious Paperback dolls being slapped delirious Feeling like a joke int he bar underneath And it was saturday
Jesus stole my baby Jesus stole my girl He took her away for an hour every sunday And cut all of her beautiful curls She was always easy seven days of
Ah-aah-ah... Well once I was persuaded to open up my head I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead I said would you believe me if you
Well let me tell you something let me tell you so This could be the one thing that you really need to know You got to stop once in a while and shake off
Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe, Don't go down
She can't help it, the girl can't help it You can find her scratching around in the dark Just another candle chasing a spark You can find her screaming
Well theres nothing more to add before I leave. This thing of ours is dead but don't you grieve. Is it me or are they younger every night? Just because
Tell me where you been to Point me to the door I've seen you around But I really can't be sure If all the action men are busy Climbing up the wall Banging
VERSE Well ask me that question oh ask me again When you swore that you knew me you didn't say when Happiness, Happiness comes in a jar You're a brave
Just because she feeds me well and she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel doesn't mean she's got eyes for me she might just want my bones you see hey
Henrietta we got no flowers for you Just these three miserable cunts sitting on the back seat banging on the off beat we know you love us and you probably
Babydoll Do you believe they?ll catch you when you fall? And when morning comes The sun is gonna shine Don?t forget your minor key's Your half lit cigarette
Well Shorty's into ballet She does it in the alley Sells it when the kid goes All around the discos You can see him crashin' All after a fashion Like
