Bulldog stubborn, born uneven A classless creature, a man for all seasons But don´t bet them They can´t take him To the very bottom Because they made him and they´ll waste him And I don´t believe that I want to watch them
`Cause the fifties shifted out of gear He was an idol then, now he´s an idol here But his face has changed, he´s not the same no more And I have to say that I like the way his music sounded before
He was tight-assed Walking on broken glass Highly prized in the wallet size
The number one crush in a schoolgirl´s eyes But don´t pretend that it won´t end In the depth of your despair You went from lame suits right down to tennis shoes To peanuts from the lion´s share