With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty    You're going off limits    Going off duty    Going off the rails    Going off with booty    They tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types    Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes    Chorus:    The boys next door    The mums and dads    New weds and nearly-deads    Have you ever been had in Clubland?       There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work    You've come to shoot the pony    They've come to do the jerk    They leave him half way to paradise    They leave you half way to bliss    The ladies' invitation never seemed like this       Chorus       The long arm of the law slides up the outskirts of town    Meanwhile in Clubland they are ready to pull them down    Hey       The right to work is traded in for the right to refuse admission    Don't pass out now, there's no refund    (when) Did you find out what you were missing    The crowd is taking forty winks minus ten percent    You barely get required sleep to go lingering with contemptment    Thursday to Saturday    Money's gone already    Some things come in common these days    Your hands and work aren't steady       Chorus