(Noddy Holder & Jimmy Lea)
All them days of my youth were mis-spent
We were running riot, fooling ´round wherever we went
Everybody gone mad - Everybody gone mad
Plenty good lovin´ hanging out on the town
Woe betide you if your lady caught you with your pants down
There´d be trouble all night - There´d be trouble all right
We got by without any money - You never shut your big mouth
Got all kicked out in a hurry - Out in the dog house
In The Dog House
Beautiful, well, you know I´m a liar
Don´t look at the mantlepiece when you´re poking at the fire
What your mama don´t know - Won´t hurt her, no no
All them days of my youth with no sense
We´d be writing words of wisdom on the wall in the gents
Dirty little rhymes from some dirty little minds
We got by without any money - You never shut your big mouth
Got all kicked out in a hurry - Out in the dog house
In The Dog House
We were flat broke skint in the local coffee bar
Singing to the juke with a broken down guitar
Everybody going mad - Everybody going mad
Nowhere to go in the middle of the week
Smoke a little, joke a little, use a bit of cheek
There´d be trouble all night - There´d be trouble all right
In The Dog House