Judge Fudge - Happy Mondays

Your little fish got wet

His money went to his head

And his ass just dropped dead of exposure

Oh if there’s anybody anywhere

Ever should have been a millionaire

Just for the fact that you die out there, it’s him

I should have told ya

That the things that you love start to own ya

Just disagree

I should have told ya

That the woman that you bop won’t blow ya

She just blows me

She’s out there wealthy, tripping, wearing white

Sending out those play me eyes

Stinking rich and stinking lies

Has no friends, just alibis

I shoulda told ya

That the things that you love start to own ya

Just disagree

I shoulda told ya

That the woman that you bop won’t blow ya

At least not for free

Got to be your best friend undressed

Got to have your money chest

Lock him up in the house at best

You just arrived there’ll be no mess

He got what he wants so fuck the rest

I shoulda told ya

That the things that you love start to own ya

Go on and disagree

I shoulda told ya

That the woman that you bop won’t blow ya

She just blows me

I shoulda told ya…