The money goes out, the bills come in. Round and round we go again. I come close but I never win. I'm stuck on the treadmill. . Another day of punching steel.
Old Man Morris got it bad last week. Fell for the widow from across the street. She clipped him in the ear, she told him what's what. But he couldn't keep his mind off her honey pot.
She walks the straight and narrow. She does what the Good Book says. She walks the straight and narrow. She got eyes in the back of her head, boys. Eyes in the back of her head.
I've seen trouble from every direction. My old head is peppered with grey. I could never resist life's temptations. They just seemed to fall in my way.
Sally B, oh Sally B. You make my heart flutter. Will you drag me from the gutter. Sally B. . Sally B, oh Sally B. I'm a working man truly. But you know how to woo me.
Salford Sunday. Skies are weeping. Dawn is creeping. Through the blind. Salford Sunday. And I'm aching. For the night. I left behind. Salford Sunday. Morning after.