Baddie’s bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy
He understands about stabbin’ 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

And now she’s thinking

It’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
Lousy life, a 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

Baddies bound to decency and secrecy
Baddies bound…

Oh well you’ve been here before, fell in love and carried her over the threshold
Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking
Oh but that was twenty years ago...twenty years ago

And now she’s thinking

It’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
Lousy life, a 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

Baddies bound...decency and secrecy