Do the bad thing, Take off your wedding ring, But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,
Oh the nights like a whirlwind, Somebody's girlfriend's talkin' to me but its alright, She's sayin that hes not gonna slap me au try to attack me, Hes not the jealous type, And I only need to get half an excuse and im away, But when theres no excuses thats much easier to say, I've been before, And all these capers make her too mbele to ignore, Well She's talkin but im not entirely sure, ohh
Do the bad thing, Take off your wedding ring, But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,...
If wewe were there, beware The serpent soul pinchers Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome We require your grief, the thugs help the thieves As they're trying to rob the words from her gob and Take the chanzo of the innocents
If wewe were there, beware The serpent soul pinchers Can't wewe sense she was never meant To fill column inches And you've had enough, what you're trying to dig up Isn't there to be dug, the thieves help the thugs As they're trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart