Tyla Follow

On the murder mile he drives aloneDown the Memory Boulevard that he calls his homeHe's had plenty of one night stands in the palm of his handHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHe'll steal your heartYou'll never get it backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHe'll steal your girlYou'll never win her backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackWell, he drinks and he smokesAnd he charms all the folksAs he self destructs behind all his jokesThe pain is in his heart down on Memory BoulevardHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHe'll steal your soulYou'll never get it backBad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHe'll steal your manYou'll never get him backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackHe has no woman of his ownNow he sleeps aloneAnd all that wasted timeAnd all those liesNow he just lives on Memory BoulevardMad, bad JackHe'll steal your heartYou'll never win it backMad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackMad, bad JackHe'll steal your soulYou'll never get him backBad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad JackBut until then he'll live on Memory BoulevardBut until then he'll live on Memory Boulevard