Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Puts a big smile on my face. We got winners, we got losers, Chain smokers and boozers. An' we got yuppies, we got bikers, An' we got , thirsty hitchhikers. And the girls next door dress up like

It'd be better for us if you don't understand They don't know how old I am They found armor in my belly Then I found a place it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place Where the coppers won't spot it However, everyday I'm dumping the body