I'm the adultress
But i didn't want to be and i'm convenient
And i make good tea
I stand accused
Of the worst crime in history
That's my mystery
I'm the adultress
I go to the park
With a bag of crumbs for the birds
That's where we meet without words
He takes my hand
And stares into the wood
There's nothing to understand
It's understood
I'm the adultress
Look at the fool
Made up to go out
She's desperate and lonely
But she's puttin' it about
Look at the spinster
Comin' down off the shelf
She's in love and she hates herself
Don't try to stop me
Don't get in my way
It's too late
I've made my play
Does misery love company
I'll be in the bar
You'll find me
The Pretenders - Pretenders II Album Lyrics
The Pretenders - Pretenders II Lyrics
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Bad Boys Get Spanked
You're not supposed to do that
You know you're not allowed to
But you seem to get some kind of kick
Out of doing what you're not allowed to
You deliberately defy the rules
'Cause the law's upheld by fools
Shit on that
Bad boys get spanked
You can look but don't touch
But no you can't resist
Don't you ever think about the consequence
Guys like you never do
That's the kind of stuff boys are made out of
That's the kind of stuff girls are made out of
Bad boys get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
You don't listen do you asshole
Don't be a punk all your life
Someone's gonna sort you out
They'll try to make a man out of you
Say yes sir, say no sir
Say yes ma'am, say no m'am
Shit on that
Bad boys get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
Get spanked, get spanked
Come here, get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
Come here, get spanked
You know you're not allowed to
But you seem to get some kind of kick
Out of doing what you're not allowed to
You deliberately defy the rules
'Cause the law's upheld by fools
Shit on that
Bad boys get spanked
You can look but don't touch
But no you can't resist
Don't you ever think about the consequence
Guys like you never do
That's the kind of stuff boys are made out of
That's the kind of stuff girls are made out of
Bad boys get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
You don't listen do you asshole
Don't be a punk all your life
Someone's gonna sort you out
They'll try to make a man out of you
Say yes sir, say no sir
Say yes ma'am, say no m'am
Shit on that
Bad boys get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
Get spanked, get spanked
Come here, get spanked
Bad boys get spanked
Come here, get spanked
Writer: Chrissie Hynde
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Message of Love
Now the reason we're here
As man and woman
Is to love each other
Take care of each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it's good, good, good
Like brigitte bardot
Now look at the people
In the streets, in the bars
We are all of us in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars
Look round the room
Life is unkind
We fall but we keep gettin' up
Over and over and over and over and over and over
Me and you, every night, every day
We'll be together always this way
Your eyes are blue like the heavens above
Talk to me darlin' with a message of love
Now the reason we're here
Every man, every woman
Is to help each other
Stand by each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it's good, good good
Say I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Talk to me darlin'
As man and woman
Is to love each other
Take care of each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it's good, good, good
Like brigitte bardot
Now look at the people
In the streets, in the bars
We are all of us in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars
Look round the room
Life is unkind
We fall but we keep gettin' up
Over and over and over and over and over and over
Me and you, every night, every day
We'll be together always this way
Your eyes are blue like the heavens above
Talk to me darlin' with a message of love
Now the reason we're here
Every man, every woman
Is to help each other
Stand by each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it's good, good good
Say I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Talk to me darlin'
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Go To Sleep
When I look up from my pillow
I dream you are there with me
Though you are far away
I know you'll always be near to me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I look around me
And feel you are ever so close to me
Each tear that flows from my eye
Brings back memories of you to me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I was wrong, I will cry
I will love you till the day I die
You were all, you alone and no one else
You were meant for me
When morning comes again
I have the loneliness you left me
Each day drags by
Until finally my time descends on me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I dream you are there with me
Though you are far away
I know you'll always be near to me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I look around me
And feel you are ever so close to me
Each tear that flows from my eye
Brings back memories of you to me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I was wrong, I will cry
I will love you till the day I die
You were all, you alone and no one else
You were meant for me
When morning comes again
I have the loneliness you left me
Each day drags by
Until finally my time descends on me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep, sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
Writer: RAY DAVIES
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Birds Of Paradise
I wrote a letter to you my friend
So many letters that I never send
I think about you at the day's end
The time that we had
I laughed in my bed
The stupid things you said
We were two birds of paradise
When I was a little girl
With clay horses and lambs on the shelf
I caught frogs in ditches, listened for elves
My friends and I had a world unto ourselves
No grownups could find us when we
Made our plans so secretly
To run away and fly to be
With the two birds of paradise
Now once upon a time my mind still there wanders
Back in the room the things I remember
One time when we took off our clothes
But you were cryin', cryin'
You said nothing lasts forever
We were happy together
I thought about you in stockholm and rome
Me in my hotel room
You in your home
This is the life they say that
Dreams are made of
Don't forget
Please do forgive me
I still have something you did give me
Come into my dream with me and dream
Please don't forget
Do forgive me
I still have something you did give me
Come into my dream with me and dream
Oh dream of paradise
So many letters that I never send
I think about you at the day's end
The time that we had
I laughed in my bed
The stupid things you said
We were two birds of paradise
When I was a little girl
With clay horses and lambs on the shelf
I caught frogs in ditches, listened for elves
My friends and I had a world unto ourselves
No grownups could find us when we
Made our plans so secretly
To run away and fly to be
With the two birds of paradise
Now once upon a time my mind still there wanders
Back in the room the things I remember
One time when we took off our clothes
But you were cryin', cryin'
You said nothing lasts forever
We were happy together
I thought about you in stockholm and rome
Me in my hotel room
You in your home
This is the life they say that
Dreams are made of
Don't forget
Please do forgive me
I still have something you did give me
Come into my dream with me and dream
Please don't forget
Do forgive me
I still have something you did give me
Come into my dream with me and dream
Oh dream of paradise
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Talk Of The Town
Such a drag to want something sometime
One thing leads to another I know
Was a time wanted you for mine
Nobody knew
You arrived like a day
And passed like a cloud
I made a wish, I said it out loud
Out loud in a crowd
Everybody heard
'twas the talk of the town
It's not my place to know what you feel
I'd like to know but why should i?
Who were you then, who are you now?
Common labourer by night, by day highbrow
Back in my room I wonder, then i
Sit on the bed, look at the sky
Up in the sky
Clouds rearrange
Like the talk of the town
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed your place in this world
You've changed your place in this world
Oh but it's hard to live by the rules
I never could and still never do
The rules and such never bothered you
You call the shots and they follow
I watch you still from a distance then go
Back to my room, you never know
I want you, I want you but now
Who's the talk of the town?
One thing leads to another I know
Was a time wanted you for mine
Nobody knew
You arrived like a day
And passed like a cloud
I made a wish, I said it out loud
Out loud in a crowd
Everybody heard
'twas the talk of the town
It's not my place to know what you feel
I'd like to know but why should i?
Who were you then, who are you now?
Common labourer by night, by day highbrow
Back in my room I wonder, then i
Sit on the bed, look at the sky
Up in the sky
Clouds rearrange
Like the talk of the town
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed your place in this world
You've changed your place in this world
Oh but it's hard to live by the rules
I never could and still never do
The rules and such never bothered you
You call the shots and they follow
I watch you still from a distance then go
Back to my room, you never know
I want you, I want you but now
Who's the talk of the town?
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pack It Up
You guys are the pits of the world!
Oh, this is no place for me
Burnin' down the interbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi
It's all right for you man
Gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned
But i know my place
Where's my suitcase?
Pack it up or throw it away
What i can't carry, bury
Oh you remember me, i remember you
But that was a long, long time ago
When i was passin' through
All my family, all my friends, my lover
I got to find them
My enemies, my new family, my new friends
My future enemies, i got to flush them out
Pack it all up, nothing goes in storage
I'm burnin' every bridge
Burn, baby, burn
I see your dog got shot
Well, hell, never mind
That's show biz, big boy
You've got to be cruel to be kind
Oh, give over and admit it
I've been tearing down the interstate
Like some kind of bleeding cat
It's all right for the boss
His gain's my loss
That gets me down, it really gets me down
So pack it up and cut the crap
When the clock starts talkin', i start walkin'
When you pass in your porsche
Please don't offer me a ride
I may be a skunk
But you're a piece of junk, and furthermore
I don't like your trousers
Your appalling taste in women
And what about your mind
Your insipid record collection
That dumb home video center
The usual pronography
And all you scumbags around the world
You're the pits of the world!
Oh, this is no place for me
Burnin' down the interbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi
It's all right for you man
Gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned
But i know my place
Where's my suitcase?
Pack it up or throw it away
What i can't carry, bury
Oh you remember me, i remember you
But that was a long, long time ago
When i was passin' through
All my family, all my friends, my lover
I got to find them
My enemies, my new family, my new friends
My future enemies, i got to flush them out
Pack it all up, nothing goes in storage
I'm burnin' every bridge
Burn, baby, burn
I see your dog got shot
Well, hell, never mind
That's show biz, big boy
You've got to be cruel to be kind
Oh, give over and admit it
I've been tearing down the interstate
Like some kind of bleeding cat
It's all right for the boss
His gain's my loss
That gets me down, it really gets me down
So pack it up and cut the crap
When the clock starts talkin', i start walkin'
When you pass in your porsche
Please don't offer me a ride
I may be a skunk
But you're a piece of junk, and furthermore
I don't like your trousers
Your appalling taste in women
And what about your mind
Your insipid record collection
That dumb home video center
The usual pronography
And all you scumbags around the world
You're the pits of the world!
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE, JAMES HONEYMAN-SCOTT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Waste Not Want Not
Take, take, take, takin' what you don't need
You'll get, get, gettin' what you don't need
Stand back, take a look and take heed
All the children in god's kingdom bleed
See the networks of concrete and steel
They've no mystery but what they reveal
Tells a story of a future that's void
Of the beauty and the majesty that life on
Earth is meant to be
Talk, talk, talk, talk about the government
And not a word about political favour
Everything touched is my political choice
The life you take is your political voice
The sacred cows come crashing to their knees
Golden harvest reaped without intelligence
There's no chance between the heavens and the seas
In a blood bath don't laugh
Grab your piece of golden calf
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not
Do unto others as you wish be done to you
There's a million lies 'round everything true
You slaughter when you feast
You disrespect the beast
Make our beds and lie there, take your share
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Pick it up and eat it
Waste not want not
You'll get, get, gettin' what you don't need
Stand back, take a look and take heed
All the children in god's kingdom bleed
See the networks of concrete and steel
They've no mystery but what they reveal
Tells a story of a future that's void
Of the beauty and the majesty that life on
Earth is meant to be
Talk, talk, talk, talk about the government
And not a word about political favour
Everything touched is my political choice
The life you take is your political voice
The sacred cows come crashing to their knees
Golden harvest reaped without intelligence
There's no chance between the heavens and the seas
In a blood bath don't laugh
Grab your piece of golden calf
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not
Do unto others as you wish be done to you
There's a million lies 'round everything true
You slaughter when you feast
You disrespect the beast
Make our beds and lie there, take your share
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Waste not want not pick it up
Pick it up and eat it
Waste not want not
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Day After Day
Way up in the sky
Over the city, over tokyo
Silver light, summer moon
You'll be over somebody's winter this afternoon
While the dolphins swim in the sea
You're going grey, my baby
Still the war is waging endlessly
Day after day, day after day
Way up in the sky
Over the city and lake erie
You remember the flats, you were there
Out every night mr moonlight
Round and round and round we go
Just like yesterday
Way up in the sky
Over the city where you sleep tonight
The light outside your window blinks
Hotel, hotel, hotel
Open the blind and dream in a moonbeam
When the war's finally over
We'll meet again
And pick up where we left off
Over the city, over tokyo
Silver light, summer moon
You'll be over somebody's winter this afternoon
While the dolphins swim in the sea
You're going grey, my baby
Still the war is waging endlessly
Day after day, day after day
Way up in the sky
Over the city and lake erie
You remember the flats, you were there
Out every night mr moonlight
Round and round and round we go
Just like yesterday
Way up in the sky
Over the city where you sleep tonight
The light outside your window blinks
Hotel, hotel, hotel
Open the blind and dream in a moonbeam
When the war's finally over
We'll meet again
And pick up where we left off
Writer: CHRISSIE HYNDE, JAMES HONEYMAN-SCOTT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Jealous Dogs
Those jealous dogs, always on the alert
Tattle tale rights
They'll take your back and leave your shirt
Like that jealous bitch
Always wanting more
The courts have made her rich
And the click of high heels down the corridor
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Those jealous dogs, detectives every one
Don't be a sucker all your life
She's gonna have you hung
Evidence, evidence, evidence
Suspicion invites treachery
Oh you really got taken
Bringing home the bacon
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Bow wow wow, here come the dogs
Grrrrrr, here come the dogs
Don't lay down, here come the dogs
Stand straight don't slouch
Get down off the couch
You're gonna wet on the couch
Get down, get down
Those jealous dogs, they get worse and worse
Everytime you turn around
They're sniffin' at your purse
Who do they think we are?
What do they think we do?
It's hard to get in the mood
When you're treated like some kind of dog food
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Bow wow wow, here come the dogs
Oh ruff ruff, here come the dogs
Get down, here come the dogs
Mind your leg, roll over and beg
Happy birthday
Merry christmas
Tattle tale rights
They'll take your back and leave your shirt
Like that jealous bitch
Always wanting more
The courts have made her rich
And the click of high heels down the corridor
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Those jealous dogs, detectives every one
Don't be a sucker all your life
She's gonna have you hung
Evidence, evidence, evidence
Suspicion invites treachery
Oh you really got taken
Bringing home the bacon
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Bow wow wow, here come the dogs
Grrrrrr, here come the dogs
Don't lay down, here come the dogs
Stand straight don't slouch
Get down off the couch
You're gonna wet on the couch
Get down, get down
Those jealous dogs, they get worse and worse
Everytime you turn around
They're sniffin' at your purse
Who do they think we are?
What do they think we do?
It's hard to get in the mood
When you're treated like some kind of dog food
Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
Bow wow wow, here come the dogs
Oh ruff ruff, here come the dogs
Get down, here come the dogs
Mind your leg, roll over and beg
Happy birthday
Merry christmas
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The English Roses
Just before it rains
The wind whips 'round the balcony
And the sky closes on the english roses
And she'll be pacin'
'round and 'round and 'round and 'round her room
These storms always find here to remind her
To the endless sky
The pink over grey
She looks for an answer
But it's too late
Maybe it's true
Some things were just never meant to be
Maybe not
This is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Forgot and left to rot
Long before its time
This is a story
About the girl who lived next door
Looking for someone to hold
A wish made on a star
Brought her here tonight
At a courtyard she waits
A thousand broken dates
But she holds the hymnal
Where so carefully pressed
Is the english rose she laid to rest
It's only a story
Flowers in full bloom
Bouquets in every room
Ooh, this is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Looking for someone to hold
The wind whips 'round the balcony
And the sky closes on the english roses
And she'll be pacin'
'round and 'round and 'round and 'round her room
These storms always find here to remind her
To the endless sky
The pink over grey
She looks for an answer
But it's too late
Maybe it's true
Some things were just never meant to be
Maybe not
This is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Forgot and left to rot
Long before its time
This is a story
About the girl who lived next door
Looking for someone to hold
A wish made on a star
Brought her here tonight
At a courtyard she waits
A thousand broken dates
But she holds the hymnal
Where so carefully pressed
Is the english rose she laid to rest
It's only a story
Flowers in full bloom
Bouquets in every room
Ooh, this is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Looking for someone to hold
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Louie Louie
Shh...here they come
Now louie louie had his day
Nothin' gonna change it now
The rats and snakes will never fade away
Not while I'm alive
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
There come the cossacks
The road spiders
The super gliders
Burnin' trash, flickin' class, all the white trash
Yeah!
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Now louie louie had his time
Seemed like only yesterday
Sandy and harry got married and moved away
'cause they had nothin' left to say
Yeah!
You with the glasses, I'll see you later
We'll find love I know
Rockin', reelin', double dealin', one more time this time with feelin'
Yeah!
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Go boys, yeah!
You move so fine
Yeah what a scene I said
Mmm, kinda aquiline
Yeah baby saw through this now
You smell so good
Yeah, and your shirt's always pressed
You'll be the best inside my baby
Yeah, we're all under arrest now!
Louie louie made his mark
On this tender heart of mine
The jamaican moon don't let it get dark
Though we rock out in the night time
Yeah! let's get on outta here now, let's go!
Now louie louie had his day
Nothin' gonna change it now
The rats and snakes will never fade away
Not while I'm alive
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
There come the cossacks
The road spiders
The super gliders
Burnin' trash, flickin' class, all the white trash
Yeah!
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Now louie louie had his time
Seemed like only yesterday
Sandy and harry got married and moved away
'cause they had nothin' left to say
Yeah!
You with the glasses, I'll see you later
We'll find love I know
Rockin', reelin', double dealin', one more time this time with feelin'
Yeah!
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Go boys, yeah!
You move so fine
Yeah what a scene I said
Mmm, kinda aquiline
Yeah baby saw through this now
You smell so good
Yeah, and your shirt's always pressed
You'll be the best inside my baby
Yeah, we're all under arrest now!
Louie louie made his mark
On this tender heart of mine
The jamaican moon don't let it get dark
Though we rock out in the night time
Yeah! let's get on outta here now, let's go!
Writer: CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pretenders II is the second studio album by British-American rock band the Pretenders, issued on Sire Records in August 1981. It incorporates two songs that had been released as singles in the UK and placed on an EP in the US. It peaked at #7 on the UK Albums Chart and #10 on the Billboard 200, and has been certified a gold record for sales by the RIAA.
It is the final album by the original line-up, as the following year bassist Pete Farndon was dismissed and guitarist James Honeyman-Scott died in the same week. Farndon died in 1983, and a new line-up would make the band's next album, Learning to Crawl.
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The PretendersIt is the final album by the original line-up, as the following year bassist Pete Farndon was dismissed and guitarist James Honeyman-Scott died in the same week. Farndon died in 1983, and a new line-up would make the band's next album, Learning to Crawl.
Genre(s): New wave, punk rock, rock, jangle pop
Producer(s): Chris Thomas
Length: 46:11
Released: August 7th, 1981
Year: 1981