Lyrics Mad Bad Jack - Tyla

Mad Bad Jack

On the murder mile he drives alone
Down the Memory Boulevard that he calls his home
Hes 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
Hell steal your heart
Youll never get it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
Hell steal your girl
Youll 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
Hell steal your soul
Youll never get it back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
Hell steal your man
Youll 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
Hell steal your heart
Youll never win it back
Mad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
Mad, bad Jack
Hell steal your soul
Youll never get him back
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Jack
But until then hell live on Memory Boulevard
But until then hell live on Memory Boulevard