Baddie's by ancient codes of decency and secrecy 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 then your hand
And oh, you've been here before, you fell in And her over the threshold Thinking, she's far too good looking to do the Now well, was twenty 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 permanently plastered, pissed up
A lousy life for the washed up Of a plastered, pissed up bastard A life, a lousy life
The kid was singing, I ever be free? this town hold no more for me Club Tropicana, the 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 looking to do the that was twenty years ago, twenty years ago, oh
That's a life for the washed up wife Of a plastered, pissed up bastard A lousy life for the up wife Of a plastered, pissed up bastard
A lousy life for the up wife Of a permanently plastered, up bastard A lousy life, a lousy
Oh, the kid was singing, will I be free? Is this town no more for me Tropicana, the drinks are free Stick one in his for me, for me, a baddie
bound, baddies bound, it's 'bout you Decency and