From the Album:
* Paradise in distress
Donāt try to put the blame on me
Every night I come stealinā home
You keep thinkinā Iāve been drinkinā
I been missinā you ā no - no
Damn sherrif aināt no friend of mine
Hand-cuffinā my good times
Got no pity ā show no mercy
Sure makes me think of you
Heās so uptight
Downtown ā canāt get enough
Of the way I pay for love
Cause Iām ready ā I got plenty
Whoās complaininā when thereās more than enough!
A deck of cards and a pair of dice
Make me feel twice as nice
The wheelās spinninā and Iām winninā
āTil I walk through the door
Like I said before:
Itās bad news to fall in love (3x)
With a mean motherfucker
Half dead ātil the afternoon
Wake up feelinā cruel
You donāt get it ā I just said it
Pour the booze and fetch my silver spoon
Donāt mind beinā critical
This love thingās pitiful
Why donāt you let it
Fade and forget it
Iām bad news for a girl like you
And Iām warninā you
