S.O.S.[TOO BAD]

Stage coach lady, hour glass body Makin' things glow in the night Well she would if she could And she'd be good If she would Only be my lover She'd be out tonight Cause I'm a bad but lonely school boy I'm a rat And it's too bad Can't get me none of that Salt Lake City, sounds of little biddies Bogus huts stinking of gin May daddy was hard, his face was pretty scarred From kickin' asses playin' poker to win Cause I'm a bad lonely school boy I'm a rat And it's too bad I can't get me none of that It's too bad And it's too bad I can't get me none of that Loose old lady, my mama Katy Chivalry was born in her feet Well she should have known twice When pa showed his dice I imagine that put my daddy to sleep Cause I'm a bad but lonely school boy And I'm a rat And it's too bad Can't get me none of that It's too bad, lord it's too bad I said it's too bad, lord it's too bad I said it's too bad, it's too bad You know it's too bad It's too bad