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Tyla - Mad Bad Jack Lyrics




On the murder mile he drives alone
Down the Memory Boulevard that he calls his home
HeÂÂÂÂÂ's had plenty of one night stands in the palm of his hand
He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your heart
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your girl
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never win her back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

Well, he drinks and he smokes
And he charms all the folks
As he self destructs behind all his jokes
The pain is in his heart down on Memory Boulevard
He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your soul
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get it back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your man
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get him back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your heart
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never win it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your soul
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get him back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

But until then heÂÂÂÂÂ'll live on Memory Boulevard
But until then heÂÂÂÂÂ'll live on Memory Boulevard
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On the murder mile he drives alone
Down the Memory Boulevard that he calls his home
HeÂÂÂÂÂ's had plenty of one night stands in the palm of his hand
He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your heart
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your girl
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never win her back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

Well, he drinks and he smokes
And he charms all the folks
As he self destructs behind all his jokes
The pain is in his heart down on Memory Boulevard
He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your soul
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get it back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your man
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get him back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

He has no woman of his own
Now he sleeps alone
And all that wasted time
And all those lies
Now he just lives on Memory Boulevard

Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your heart
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never win it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
HeÂÂÂÂÂ'll steal your soul
YouÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get him back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack

But until then heÂÂÂÂÂ'll live on Memory Boulevard
But until then heÂÂÂÂÂ'll live on Memory Boulevard
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