oh dear, the derrick has overflowed while the worst of this town is cloned behind a shed i cannot wish for anything but a tattoo for each regret until im spent (chorus) i wouldn't say that shes like her mother i couldn't tell if she loved her father you aren't mine now you wouldn't say that shes like her mother
you couldn't tell if she loved her father you aren't mine now the man in charge of the dirty words has a horse that he keeps in stirrups so he can make his bread and now the legend has come alive on the tip of my cigarette they're just lies (bridge) and all i can say is sorry but i know it means sh**