Текст песни Tyla - Mad Bad Jack
Tyla - Mad Bad Jack слова песни
On the murder mile he drives aloneDown the Memory Boulevard that he calls his homeHes had plenty of one night stands in the palm of his handHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHell steal your heartYoull never get it backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHell steal your girlYoull never win her backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackWell, he drinks and he smokesAnd he charms all the folksAs he self destructs behind all his jokesThe pain is in his heart down on Memory BoulevardHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHell steal your soulYoull never get it backBad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHell steal your manYoull never get him backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHell steal your heartYoull never win it backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHell steal your soulYoull never get him backBad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackBut until then hell live on Memory BoulevardBut until then hell live on Memory Boulevard