Bad Man

So you, you tell me, why you always let me down? And you, you tell me, why you give me the run around? There's no answer for half the things that you've done So just you remember that I'll always owe you one You're a badman One day, you'll realize just what you've done to me And one day you'll realize what you've done to your family Yeah, you've gotta, gotta be the worse player in the league Everyone, they know that you never buy a round You're a badman You treat your mother as bad as bad could be You even pay your deadly debts out of the gas money You ain't got much ball control, your own biggest fan So just you remember, you're a dirty, no good bad man You're a badman, you're a badman Go on, pinch your old man's money, go on Don't turn out for the football, you're a badman Leave your bird on her own, never tell her anything Never give her no money to buy either, you're a badman You're dirty, you're no good, you're a rotter and we all know that You're a badman, you're a badman --- Bad Man - Cockney Rejects