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(ron wood, rod stewart & ronnie lane)
Thought I was lookin' good
So I cycled ’cross the neighbourhood
Was invited by a skinny girl
Into her high class world
Left my bicycle under the stairs
Laid my coat across the kosher chairs
Made my way across the crowded room
I had nothing to lose
My reception wasn't very keen
So turning on a friendly grin
Stood on the table with my glass of gin
And came straight to the point(chorus)I was glad to come
I'll be sad to go
So while I'm here
I'll have me a real good time(repeat)
Dancing madly round the room, yeah
Singing loudly and sorta' out of tune
Was escorted by a friendly slag'round the bedroom and back
Wandered across to the door
Missed my step and I fell on the floor.
Said one word and was asked to leave
Kinda' wish I was dead.(chorus)
The skinny girl made it clear
That she only came here for the beer
The vicar simply reeked of gin
On my way home I happened to fall off my bicycle(good party)I was glad to come, but I was also glad to get home
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