Can't you tell, he's had a bloody good night
From the stains drippin' off his top
He's tryin' to text her while one eye's in Mexborough
The other's all over the shop
There's gonna be a whole lotta trouble when he gets back home
And when a key fumbles in that lock
There's gonna be a whole lotta trouble if he makes it back
'Cause I don't think that he's gonna stop, not for nothin'
He's a low life, dirty little low life
Yeah, the boy is everythin' she dreamed, I'm sure
She's livin' with a low life, dirty little low life
He's providin' everythin' she needs and more
And she knows the score
Straight to voicemail for the millionth time
And her messages remain unread
She's stood in the kitchen, the curtains are twitchin'
She's down to her last cigarette
There's gonna be a whole lotta bother when he gets back now
Because she knows that he won't come clean
There's gonna be a whole lotta bother if he gets back now
Because it's obvious that he's been up to somethin'
He's a low life, dirty little low life
Yeah, the boy is everythin' she dreamed, I'm sure
She's livin' with a low life, dirty little low life
He's providin' everythin' she needs and more
And she knows the score
Low life, dirty little low life
Yeah, the boy is everythin' she dreamed, I'm sure
She's livin' with a low life, dirty little low life
He's providin' everythin' she needs and more
And she knows the score
