I heard you coming in from town,
stilettos scrape the ground,
I saw you in your overcoat,
I know you this is not the girl,
I shoot it like a Tommy gun,
but you will carry on until the day you are done.
You never know when to stop,
you'll carry on until you're dead and you drop,
you will carry on until you're dead and you drop.
Your teeth are starting to go,
five nights a week is starting to show.
Dark rings around your eyes,
are fashionable until somebody dies.
This pace a little too fast,
you're a space cadet dressed in fibreglass.
You're gonna shatter, it's not too late to undo,
put the fiddle down, the taming of the shrew.
I love it, I shoot it like a Tommy gun,
but you will carry on until the day you are done.
You never know when to stop,
you'll carry on until you're dead and you drop,
you will carry on until you're dead and you drop.
You will never know when to stop,
you'll carry on until you're dead and you drop,
you will carry on until you're dead and you drop.
I love it, I shoot it like a Tommy gun,
but you will carry on until the day you are done,
you will carry on until the day you are done.