All them days of my youth were mis-spent We were running riot, fooling 'round wherever we went Everybody gone mad - Everybody gone mad Plenty good lovin' hanging out on the town Woe betide you if your lady caught you with your pants down There'd be trouble all night - There'd be trouble all right We got by without any money - You never shut your big mouth Got all kicked out in a hurry - Out in the dog house In The Dog House Beautiful, well, you know I'm a liar Don't look at the mantlepiece when you're poking at the fire What your mama don't know - Won't hurt her, no no All them days of my youth with no sense We'd be writing words of wisdom on the wall in the gents Dirty little rhymes from some dirty little minds We got by without any money - You never shut your big mouth Got all kicked out in a hurry - Out in the dog house In The Dog House We were flat broke skint in the local coffee bar Singing to the juke with a broken down guitar Everybody going mad - Everybody going mad Nowhere to go in the middle of the week Smoke a little, joke a little, use a bit of cheek There'd be trouble all night - There'd be trouble all right In The Dog House Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
