Baddies Boogie

Baddie's bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy

He understands 'bout stabbing backs and shaking hands

So if or when you're behind bars or in front of them as you are

Look out for the man who'll bum your wife and then shake your hand

And oh, you've been here before, you fell in love

And carried her over the threshold

Thinking, she's far too good looking to do the cooking

Now well, that was twenty years ago, twenty years ago

That's a lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life, a lousy life

The kid was singing, will

I ever be free?

Does this town hold no more for me

Club Tropicana, the drinks are free

Stick one in his face for me

Baddie's bound, it's all 'bout you, his decency, his secrecy

And baddies bound, but

I do get it

All the way, you've been here before, fell in love

Carried her over the threshold

Just thinking, she's far too good looking to do the cooking

While that was twenty years ago, twenty years ago, oh

That's a lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life for the washed up wife

Of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard

A lousy life, a lousy life

Oh, the kid was singing, will

I ever be free?

Is this town hold no more for me

Club Tropicana, the drinks are free

Stick one in his face for me, for me, a baddie

Baddies bound, baddies bound, it's 'bout you

Decency and secrecy