He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
He said that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't
Oh, not until the next time
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
He swore that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't
Oh, not until the next time
Poor old man
He had an accident with a three-bar fire
But that's okay
Because he wasn't very happy anyway
Poor old woman
Strangled in her very own bed as she read
But that's okay
Because she was old and she would have died anyway
Don't blame the sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never, never, never, never do it again
Not until the next time
Jury, you've heard every word, so before you decide
Would you look into those "mother me" eyes
I love you for you, my love, you, my love
You, my love, you, my love
Jury, you've heard every word, but before you decide
Would you look into those "mother me" eyes
I love you for you, my love, you, my love
I love you just for you, my love
Don't blame the sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And in the midst of life we are in death etcetera
Don't forget the hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And in the midst of life we are in death etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Just will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me, free me, free me, free me, free me?
Jury will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me?
Will you find me?
How will you find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me?
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Oh, oh
He said that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't
Oh, not until the next time
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
He swore that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't
Oh, not until the next time
Poor old man
He had an accident with a three-bar fire
But that's okay
Because he wasn't very happy anyway
Poor old woman
Strangled in her very own bed as she read
But that's okay
Because she was old and she would have died anyway
Don't blame the sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never, never, never, never do it again
Not until the next time
Jury, you've heard every word, so before you decide
Would you look into those "mother me" eyes
I love you for you, my love, you, my love
You, my love, you, my love
Jury, you've heard every word, but before you decide
Would you look into those "mother me" eyes
I love you for you, my love, you, my love
I love you just for you, my love
Don't blame the sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And in the midst of life we are in death etcetera
Don't forget the hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And in the midst of life we are in death etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Just will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me, free me, free me, free me, free me?
Jury will you free me?
Will you find me?
Will you free me?
Will you find me?
How will you find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me?
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera
In the midst of life we are in debt, etcetera
Oh, oh
Lyrics submitted by weezerific:cutlery, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Sweet and Tender Hooligan Lyrics as written by Johnny Marr Steven Morrissey
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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...and also the earlier verses are incorrect. In some lines after "Mother me eyes" he states "lord" and not "love".
In the UK the judge is called "my lord" in court.
The lesson endeth.