Still put up numbers like you did back in the dawn
Still in the game, you're back for more
Just burning up what lady luck has left in store
Another towel on the door
Ooh, his shoes and those wicked Sunday blues
I know how you'll get away
All I asked was, where do you get off?
(Holy roller) Put the hand in the cookie jar
(Holy roller) Till you pushed a bit too far
(Holy roller) Let's put this thing to bed
(Outta controller) Stop and get ahead
Put them away until the night turns into dawn
Never enough for too many more
A chip speckled door and now you're rotten to the core
Hang on tight, we're on the door
Sunday shoes covered in Saturday night's booze
I know how you'll get away
All I asked was, where do you get off?
(Holy roller) Put the hand in the cookie jar
(Holy roller) Till you pushed a bit too far
(Holy roller) Let's put this thing to bed
(Outta controller) Stop and get ahead
Ooh, his shoes and those wicked Sunday blues
I know how you'll get away
All I asked was, where do you get off?
(Holy roller) Put the hand in the cookie jar
(Holy roller) Till you pushed a bit too far
(Holy roller) Let's put this thing to bed
(Outta controller) Stop and get ahead
(Holy roller) Someone else's wife
(Holy roller) Just start a brand new life
(Holy roller) So now that you're estranged
(Outta controller) Some things never change
