When The Trickster Starts A-Poking [Bordello Kind Of Guy] Lyrics

As I walked into the bar
A man came up to me and said,
"You know the older you will get,
The more perverted you will get!"
Hey! I'd like to see you try it!
Now what you gonna do about it?!
What's that?! Me, a bad priest?!
[Ukrainian]
[Ukrainian]
[Ukrainian]
Yeah, give it a try...
For me I'm just a, Bordello kind of guy!

Mama, of course the hopes are so frail!
Papa, I can't believe what it cost!
[Ukrainian]
So I did, what I did, and it's worth, what it's worth, what it's worth!

And when the trickster starts a-walking,
He sense the whole world askew,
Just when you think that it's all through,
It's just the birth of something new.
And when the trickster starts a-talking,
He does not need to ask permission,
Before he goes in to position,
I guess he's just a Bordello kind of guy!

Mama, of course the hopes are so frail!
Papa, I can't believe what it costs!
[Ukrainian]
So I did, what I did, and it's worth, what it's worth, what it's worth!

I walked-out out of the bar,
And drove like crazy for half mile,
I was thirty beers drunk,
[Ukrainian] so drunk.
We ventured on New York the way,
Where myself I heard I say,
Shall I be classy self-crasher?
Or be a good flasher?!

Hey! I'd like to see you try it!
Now what you gonna do about it?!
I've been a bad priest!
[Ukrainian]
[Ukrainian]
[Ukrainian]
I guess I'm just a Bordello kind of guy!
Bordello kind of guy!
Bordello kind of guy!
Bordello kind of guy!