All these men you've been working for
All of them treat you so well
They wine and they dine on your back so much
That they step on your neck as well
Spreading yourself so thin
So you bend all they want you to bend
Spend all your hopes and dreams
On the end of a bookie's pen
Sell all the fine delph off
Used it all to these dogs
It's 'cause all our wives are leaving town
And there is no good woman around
You swim through the black till your time is up
Settle in silence so white
You climb up on the glass, so tired and worn
But you dive in another night
If only you had means
To spend what you wanted to spend
But you're a dead man walking, dead man talking
Dead man's paying the bills
Sell all the fine delph off
Used it all to these dogs
It's 'cause all our wives are leaving town
And there is no good woman
There's no good woman
There's no good woman around
Would you run through the house
Like a devil with a dirty mouth?
Well, it's my house, it's my house
You're never gonna kick me out
Well, the scene's so sad to see
Till it all blows over
You're dancing cheek to cheek
Sell all the fine delph off
Lived it all to these dogs
It's 'cause all our wives are leaving town
And there is no good woman
There's no good woman
There's no good woman around
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