(G.Kooymans/B.Hay/E.H.Roelfzema)
Don't try to put the blame on me
Every night I come stealin' home

You keep thinkin' I've been drinkin'
I've been missin' you, no, no


Damn sheriff ain't no friend of mine
Hand-coffin' my good times
Got no pity, show no mercy

Sure makes me think of you

He's so uptight

Downtown, can't get enough
Of the way I pay for love
Cause I'm ready, I got plenty

Who's complainin' when there's no more than enough

A deck of cards and a pair of dice

Make me feel twice as nice
The wheel's spinnin'
And I'm winnin'

'til I walk through the door
Like I said before:


It's bad news to fall in love [3x]
With a mean mother$#&@er


Half dead 'til the afternoon
Wake up feelin' cruel
You don't get it, I just said it

Pour the booze and fetch my silver spoon
Don't mind bein' critical
This love thing's pitiful

Why don't you let it
Fade and forget it
I'm bad news for a girl like you

And I'm warnin' you

It's bad news to fall in love [3x]

With a mean mother$#&@er