Backstreet Lovers (The Crookes)

Razor tea-cups and tip top craic of the crooked, Backstreet Lovers and sons Lawless law men walk the streets of Dirty meadows of foul mouthed mothers and guns Brick blacked-up kids mugged me the day I ran off with your sister a young school maid, caught up in a world of Backstreet Lovers. Lovers and sons, I waved her away to a friend at least that's what she said. Rotting teeth of a grubby gran fill the alleys of the stolen roll-ups and blunts a skin-head dad came cap in hand with a duster and flash of switch blade fun still on the dole, though the picket was broken a soiled age ago. But he's caught up, caught up in a world of Backstreet Lovers Lovers and sons, I waved her away to a friend at least that's what she said Tangled in the roots and tangled in the weeds of a concrete jungle came that girl from Leeds in torn dress and tights, she ain't no slag. i won her over with a '40 bag.