Baddies Boogie

Baddie's bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy He understands about 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 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, but that's twenty years ago, twenty years ago That's a lousy life for the washed-up wife of a permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard Lousy life for the washed-up wife of a permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard Lousy life for the washed-up wife of a permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard Lousy life, lousy life 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, Baddie, Baddie, to decency and secrecy Baddie's bound, bound, yeah Oh, well, you've been here before Fell in love and carried her over the threshold Just thinking, she's far too good looking to do the cooking Oh but 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 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 Lousy life, lousy life A 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, for me Baddie, Baddie's bound Baddie's bound, yeah, Baddie, decency and secrecy