Let's Be Bad Henry, Let's Be Real Bad Lyrics

Henry, tell your wife everything.
Henry, put the bible under your head.
Henry, bite your lip if she says,
"Do you love me? Do you love me?"
Henry, what's the chaplain to say,
When you're alley cat'n after the wake?
And all the filthy johns can say,
"Oh let's be bad, Henry... let's be bad, Henry!"

Wife bedside,
She's in heaven right now
A voice from the ground,
"Come to me, come to me, come to me!"
Wife bedside,
The good son says his goodbyes.
A voice from the box,
"Come to me, come to me, come to me!"

Wife bedside,
She's in heaven right now
A voice from the ground,
Come to me, come to me, come to me
Wife bedside,
The scarlet woman waits outside
Sweetheart's wicked spine
Is a dastardly tool that maps out my sidelines.

Wife bedside,
Do you want to meet your god?
Did you crush her hand?
As she kicked and she jerked and she cursed at the pain?
The girls you got inside?
Tell me every time you tried.
Tell me everything.
"Come to me, come to me, come to me!"