Still in Rowley Regis

Caught the train to Birmingham
just for some peace of mind
Got a drink and some smokes
but I was reminded of the bad old days

I wanted to move out but money was tight
just like my neighbours, yeah
Least I have a getaway for now
maybe things will turn out right

But I am still in Rowley Regis
But I am still in Rowley Regis
And it gets worse from here

Those Kingswinford girls
know a thing or two about hospitality
But unlike Stourbridge girls
they can’t keep their legs together

But I am still in Rowley Regis
But I am still in Rowley Regis
And it gets worse from here

I’d rather be here than the slums of Dudley
Where every street-dwelling woman is a dime a dozen
or worse, even cheaper than that

But I am still in Rowley Regis
But I am still in Rowley Regis
And it gets worse from here
Oh boy
No one loves you in Rowley Regis
No one loves you in Rowley Regis

The End

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