At Both Ends

In Paris, France you know it's ooh-la-la They got the bottle of wine, they got the old Marais In Dublin town they're gonna tip a few Of that angry land's thick black brew Lone Star has no substitute T for Texas, Toke, and Toot It's a shame and it's a scandal The way he burns the candle The way he burns the candle at both ends Only twenty four of them in one day You can't sleep the valuable hours away Jailbait under twenty one Illegal and unwholesome fun Who needs love, who wants romance? I wanna eat your underpants And it's a shame and it's a scandal The way he burns the candle The way he burns the candle at both end You know the boy is a rake, the boys is a roamer The boys's strung out and the boy's hungover There is no way the boy can disguise The brown fingertips and the bloodshot eyes Now the boys's in a sorry state It even hurts to urinate Whoa, it's a shame and it's a scandal The way he burns the candle The way he burns the candle at both ends At thirty five his wind is shot He can't climb stairs and he can't get hot At forty-five he's all burned out His teeth and his hair are falling out At fifty-five he's in his bed He's finished - one day he's dead He was shame, he was a scandal The way he burned the candle The way he burned the candle at both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends At both ends