Jury, you've heard every word, But before you decide. Would you look into those mother me eyes, I love you, for you my love, For you my love.

Don't blame, The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan, 'Cause he said that he'd never, never, never, never do it again.

He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan, Because he'd never, never, never, never do it again.

-The Smiths, Sweet and Tender Hooligan