Baddie's bound by ancient codes of decency and He understands 'bout stabbing and shaking hands So if or when you're bars or in front of them as you are Look out for the man who'll bum your wife and shake your hand
And oh, you've here before, you fell in love And carried her the threshold Thinking, she's far too looking to do the cooking Now well, that was years ago, twenty years ago
That's a lousy life for the up wife Of a plastered, pissed up bastard A lousy life for the washed up Of a plastered, pissed up bastard
A lousy life for the washed up Of a plastered, pissed up bastard A lousy life, a lousy
The kid was singing, will I ever be Does this town hold no for me Tropicana, the drinks are free Stick one in his for me
Baddie's bound, all 'bout you, his decency, his secrecy And bound, but I do get it
All the way, you've been here before, fell in her over the threshold Just thinking, she's far too good to do the cooking While that was twenty years ago, twenty ago, oh
That's a lousy life for the washed up Of a permanently plastered, pissed up A lousy life for the washed up Of a permanently plastered, pissed up
A lousy life for the up wife Of a permanently plastered, pissed up A lousy life, a life
Oh, the kid was singing, will I ever be Is this town no more for me Tropicana, the drinks are free Stick one in his for me, for me, a baddie
Baddies bound, bound, it's 'bout you and secrecy