I ran twenty doors, Around the house, black and blue Between love boys Tore my knees up getting tattooed Cause I needed, to find out what the thing was for Been reading, a man time came to explore. I went apewire Cause I thought, like I like it Little tease, but I didn't mean it But you mess with the goods doll, you gotta pay. A good time was guaranteed for one and all With tattoos, target practice in the hall While waiting for their number to get called While I, I, I found what the wait was about. I was a good time Yeah, I got pretty good Changing tires, upstairs bro. I shot my mouth off and he showed me what that hole was for. Now I see you, all impressed and half-undressed, You got paint stick, all over the scars, lumps and bumps Tattooed love boys got you where I used to lay But ha ha, too bad You know what they say. Stop sniffling You're gonna make some plastic surgeon a rich man Oh, but the prestige and the glory Another human interest story You are that. (Tattooed Love Boys, Chrissie Hynde)
