Did you see that note? Red words on the mirror Do you have a ghost? or just a brassed off killer? Swanning around like a duchess, with a cigarette In the game of life, what you willing to bet?
But he’s your last drop loverboy So you take it while you can It’s a fast track road to joy A love shack caravan
Looking a million dollars, feeling like shit This is no drama, this is really it So if you insist these are good old days How do you explain the scratches on your face?
But he’s your last drop loverboy So you take it while you can It’s a fast track road to joy A love shack caravan
But he’s your last drop loverboy So you take it while you can It’s a fast track road to joy A love shack caravan