Tekst:
He's out on the town wearing black leather pants and a button down
Whistling out of tune, the girls get nervous when he enters the room
Scared to get caught in his gaze
They've read and heard about his ways
Rude, crude and deceitful
He's chasing all the girls
He's got some real bad lines:
'Hey baby, what's your sign?'
Greasy hair, cheap cigars, sittin all alone at the end of the bar
Whistling out of tune, the girls get nervous when he enters the room
Scared to get caught in his gaze
They've read and heard about his ways
Rude, crude and deceitful
Just one of those people
Well, he's hopeless, but hopeful
He's rude crude and deceitful - dirty old man
Whistling out of tune, the girls get nervous when he enters the room
Scared to get caught in his gaze
They've read and heard about his ways
Rude, crude and deceitful
He's chasing all the girls
He's got some real bad lines:
'Hey baby, what's your sign?'
Greasy hair, cheap cigars, sittin all alone at the end of the bar
Whistling out of tune, the girls get nervous when he enters the room
Scared to get caught in his gaze
They've read and heard about his ways
Rude, crude and deceitful
Just one of those people
Well, he's hopeless, but hopeful
He's rude crude and deceitful - dirty old man
