Baddieâs bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecyHe understands about stabbinâ backs and shaking handsSo if or when youâre behind bars or in front of them as you areLook out for the man whoâll bum your wife and then shake your handOh youâve been here before, you fell in love and carried her over the thresholdThinking, sheâs far too good looking to do the cookingNow, but thatâs twenty years ago…twenty years agoAnd now sheâs thinkingItâs a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastarda lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastarda lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastardLousy life, a lousy lifeKid was singing will I ever be free, does this town hold no more for meClub Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for meBaddies bound to decency and secrecyBaddies boundâ¦Oh well youâve been here before, fell in love and carried her over the thresholdThinking, sheâs far too good looking to do the cookingOh but that was twenty years ago…twenty years agoAnd now sheâs thinkingItâs a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastarda lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastarda lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastardLousy life, a lousy lifeKid was singing will I ever be free, does this town hold no more for meClub Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for meBaddies bound…decency and secrecy