John Jones - Madness

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

You take my woman, you make me run

You make my friends all laugh at me

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

You call yourself a big big man

Still you try to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

And I don’t like a man who tries to mess with me

And I don’t like a man who tries to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you’re the son of a gun

And I don’t like a man who tries to mess with me

And I don’t like a man who tries to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun

The son of a gun