He was a sweet and tender hooligan
and he swore that heīd never, never do it again
and of course he wonīt ( not until the next time )

poor old man
he had an "accident" with a three bar fire
but thatīs OK
because he wasnīt very happy anyway

poor woman
strangled in her very own bed as she read
but thatīs OK
because she was old and she would have died anyway

Donīt blame
this sweet and tender hooligan
because heīll never, never do it again
(at least not until the next time)

So jury youīve heard every word
but before you decide
would you look into those "Mother-me" eyes
I love life for you, my love, you my love
you my love, you my love

So jury youīve heard every word
but before you decide
look into those "Mother-me" eyes
I love you for you my love, you my love
I love you just for you, my love

Donīt blame
the sweet and tender hooligan
who claims that
"In the midst of life we are in debt ETC"
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
In the midst of life we are in debt ETC!