Letras: The Horrors. Crawdaddy Simone.

Cheating was his trade
a seller of lies
a heart so cold
he seemed to hipnotize

he always walks alone
crawdaddy simone

he had no axe to grind
you never saw him smile
but his look was good
he always dressed in style

he always walks alone
crawdaddy simone

(He ain't got no one)
he ain't got no friends
(he ain't got any friends)
he ain't no friends no
(He ain't got no one)
he ain't got no friends
(he ain't got any friends)
Just leave him alone
crawdaddy simone

maybe some black day
crawdaddy will show
and if you see him there
just you leave him alone
just leave him alone

(He ain't got no one)
he ain't got no friends
...

(Thanks to Adela for these lyrics)