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Baddie's Boogie Lyrics
Baddie’s bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy
He understands about stabbin’ backs and shaking hands
So if or when you’re behind bars or in front of them as you are
Look out for the man who’ll bum your wife and then shake your hand
Oh you’ve been here before, you fell in love and carried her over the threshold
Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking
Now, but that’s twenty years ago...twenty years ago
And now she’s thinking
It’s a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
Lousy life, a lousy life
Kid was singing will I ever be free, does this town hold no more for me
Club Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for me
Baddies bound to decency and secrecy
Baddies bound…
Oh well you’ve been here before, fell in love and carried her over the threshold
Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking
Oh but that was twenty years ago...twenty years ago
And now she’s thinking
It’s a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
Lousy life, a lousy life
Kid was singing will I ever be free, does this town hold no more for me
Club Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for me
Baddies bound...decency and secrecy
He understands about stabbin’ backs and shaking hands
So if or when you’re behind bars or in front of them as you are
Look out for the man who’ll bum your wife and then shake your hand
Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking
Now, but that’s twenty years ago...twenty years ago
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
Lousy life, a lousy life
Club Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for me
Baddies bound…
Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking
Oh but that was twenty years ago...twenty years ago
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard
Lousy life, a lousy life
Club Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for me
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i love this. pretty straightforward i think. favourite song from shotters nation :)
This is so good ! I love the way it moves through the different melodies and riffs. The lyrics are just so frank and honest.
best chorus ever. "permanantly plastered, pissed-up bastard" .... that is some bad-ass alliteration, hehe.
chooooooon haha pete doherty is a lyrical genius
this one with deft left hand are my favourites from SN
pure genius!! pete voice's fantastic
can anyone throw some light about the meaning?
Mick Whitnell wrote this song when he was 19, Pete wrote the lyrics.
I know it's probably not, but I'd like to think it's about how it would end up if Peter got married young.
No comments? What a bloody brilliant song. The lines "Club Tropicana the drinks are free." I assume is a reference to the lyrics of Wham!'s "Club Tropicana.