Tyla Mad Bad Jack
On the murder mile he drives alone Down the Memory Boulevard that he calls his home He´s had plenty of one night stands in the palm of his hand He has no woman of his own Now he sleeps alone And all that wasted time And all those lies Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your heart You´ll never get it back Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your girl You´ll never win her back Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack Well, he drinks and he smokes And he charms all the folks As he self destructs behind all his jokes The pain is in his heart down on Memory Boulevard He has no woman of his own Now he sleeps alone And all that wasted time And all those lies Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your soul You´ll never get it back Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your man You´ll never get him back Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack He has no woman of his own Now he sleeps alone And all that wasted time And all those lies Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your heart You´ll never win it back Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack Mad, bad Jack He´ll steal your soul You´ll never get him back Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack But until then he´ll live on Memory Boulevard But until then he´ll live on Memory Boulevard
