White Alan - Marching Into a Bottle lyrics

Come on around to a bar downtown Where the boys are boys And the women get down to business Where the barman's hip He don't take no lip And all the girls get giddy When the ship comes to town Sellin' ince in the cellar Cos the cellar's pretty hot Makin' eyes at the ladies Givin' everything they've got for you Gropin' in the dark Cos the lights are dim When a blind man says Your beer belongs to him Run down wind up on the street Nobody wants a bum like that for company Hold on slow down Keep your head What do you want to talk like that for? Come on to my place We can have a goodtime Pa** around the bottle and Meet some friends of mine Take off your shoes And let the time slip by Till the sun comes up And it's time to say goodbye