S.O.S. (Too Bad)

Stagecoach lady, hourglass body
Makin' thing's glow in the night
Well, she would if she could
And she'd be good if she would
Only tell her lover, she be out tonight

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

Salt Lake City, salt lickin' bitties
Bogies hun, stinkin' of gin
Well, my daddy was hard
His face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass to playin' poker to win

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

It's too bad

And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

Loose old lady
My Mama, Katie
Chivalry was born at her feet
Well, she should have thought twice
When Pa showed his dice
The night they put my daddy to sleep

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
I said it's too bad
Lord, it's too bad

I said it's too bad
It's too bad
You know, it's too bad
Ah, it's too bad



Credits
Writer(s): Benny Goran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus, Stig Erik Leopold Anderson
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