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 kecks down There'd be trouble all night there'd be trouble alright We got by without any money You never shut your big mouth Got all kicked out in a hurry Out in the dog the dog the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse 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 the dog the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse 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 alnight there'd be trouble alright
In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
