You don't act up too much Ain't got that glamor touch You're trifling lazy Ain't worth a cigarette ash Look out here Mamma Look out here You carry me
No turnin back, No turnin back My friend you got a glassjaw But I like it I see my head this time And I'm, I'm a fugitive But a less for the long
Walking down the main drag one night I met a fine chick that looked just right She stopped in I flashed my roll I told her she could have all of my dough
Went down to Albert's Alley Pick up on me a Collins mix Went to the bar an' ordered me a drink Tried to relax myself Looked around and saw two soul sisters
Trash dont throw your love away Oh trash dont take your light away Oh trash dont you take my night away And please dont you ask me if I love you If you
[Originally by The Kids Of Widney High] Throw away, throw away, throw away the trash come on everybody, throw away the trash throw away, throw away
Yes I live in a single wide To get up here it takes a four wheel drive Got a mean ass dog whose name is Sickem Sam I got a motor hangin' from a tree
Sometimes at night he'll phone me - he's lonely He think he's wrong when he's right - I'm glad he's back I stood outside, I never went in well, he wouldn
Hello, I'm Harry. I've had women I've had germs They're eerie, wild and wailing and seductive in small doses Only one way, only one way Why can't we
You led me headlong to the place where I belong Dealing big blows to what my heart knows Old hat and old stories I get a little red and I'll burst rather
I know she doesn't play the field But she likes to know the strength of the team She says she doesn't like my style But I loved her in my own fashion
Even the odd one out Is in with a shout Weather the term and Weather the storm The clumsy climb and The elegant fall Even the odd one out Is in with
That reminds me of the time I felt It's time for sin and catholic guilt Two years later to the day I had reason to confess With her hair a shining shade
Always at the foot Of the photograph That's me there Snug as a thug In a mugshot pose A foul mouthed rogue Owner of this corner And not much more Still
Once upon a sign I read a warning and it said 'When in Rome don't feed the lions' What is meant I can't hazard a guess But now I've learnt my lesson I
Could I interest you in a little something special Pay the earth but if you have no money Your attention'll do And if you don't give a damn You're welcome
Can't see the forest or the trees Inhaled the fumes and swallowed the keys You look just like our favourite star You've read the script and now you know