Rotten Ol' Me (Kitchen Version)

Alright, we're rollin'
Okay

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Far from the nightlife known
Poor fathers' daughters
Come out where the sleepers roam
And search no longer

Even if you don't get my drift
Well, I send you home with compliment and a kiss

From rotten ol' me
Yeah, from rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me

Well, if you leave your shoes at home
Don't sink your hooks in
Come out where the losers roam
You've had fair warning

Come and see, your foe and friend
'Cause if love's the way then love must be the end

Rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me

Sure I'll enjoy the ride
I've made so many bad decisions in my time
I don't know whether you should stay or you should go
Such a good time, but do I let it show?

Well, the truth may be
That trouble only finds me when I'm fast asleep
And I scream of how I'm losing all my precious time
But you say you're never on the winning side

Well, come to me, my foe, my friend
'Cause, they say, if love's the way then love must be the end

Of rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me, mm-mm