Arctic Monkeys - The bad thing

Do the bad thing
Take off your wedding ring
But it might make it that much easier
It might make it worse

On the night's like a whirlwind
Somebody's girlfriend talkin' to me, but it's alright
She's sayin' that he's not gonna slap me
Or try to attack me
He's not the jealous type

And I only need to get half an excuse and I'm away
But if there's no excuses
That's much easier to say
I've been before
And all these capers
Makes her to forward to ignore
Well she's talkin' but I'm not entirely sure Do the bad thing
Take off your wedding ring
But it might make it that much easier
It might make it worse

Oh I'm stood at the bar
And somebody's partner's talkin' to me
But I don't know that is what she isn't
She murmurs things to confirm that the tragedy is true
And I knew how could she not
She could have anyone she want
And I'm strugglin' to think of an immediate response, like,

''I don't mind
Be a big mistake for you to wait
And let me waste your time
Really, love is fine
Said, really, love is fine''

And then the first time it occured
That there was something to destroy
I knew before the invitation that there was this ploy
Oh but she carried on suggestin'
I struggled to refuse
She said ''It's the red wine this time
But that is no excuse''