From the day he was born He was trouble He was the thorn In his mother's side She tried in vain
But he never caused her nothing but shame
He left home the day she died From the day she was gone All he wanted Was Rock 'n Roll porn And a motorbike Shooting up junk
He was a low down cheap little punk Taking everyone for a ride
When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy You knew he was a no-good kid But when he threatened your life with a switch-blade knife What a guy! Makes you cry! And I did
Everybody shoved him I very nearly loved him I said "Hey, listen to me! Stay sane inside insanity!" But he locked the door and threw away the key
But he must have been drawn Into something Making him warn Me in a note which reads
What's it say? What's it say? I'm outta my head Oh hurry, or I may be dead They mustn't carry out their evil deeds
When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy You knew he was a no-good kid But when he threatened you life with a switch-blade knife What a guy! Makes you cry! And I did
When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy You knew he was a no-good kid But when he threatened you life with a switch-blade knife What a guy! Whoa oh oh Makes you cry! Hey hey hey And I did EddieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
