Mad Bad Jack - Tyla

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