Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Verse 1
Learned to much in me time, buyin' dinner and wine,
And me money on flowers and lollies.
Only to find, that what's on me mind,
Isn't on hers and she's sorry.
So I've made up some lines, to save wastin' time,
And keep me from blowin' me brass.
I'm ever so cool, I just prop on the stool,
Right next to hers and I ask.
Chorus 1
Do ya fuck on first dates,
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
Could I feel ya tits,
Or would you show 'em to me.
'Cause ya got a nice head,
And ya look pretty honest.
So me face'll be leavin' in quarter an hour,
I'd like you to be on it.
Verse 2
You know how it feels, when ya first meet a sheila,
And the bullshit ya gotta go through.
Like callin' her up, and tellin' her ya love 'er,
When all that ya love's just a screw.
But she wants to hold hands, and you're to meet her old man,
And sit around for hours and talk.
But my method is, you just cut through that shit,
And get down to the goodies straight off.
Chorus 2
Do ya fuck on first dates,
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
Could I feel ya tits,
Or would you show 'em to me.
Do ya sleep in the nick,
Do you give head very often.
So if we could decide, your place or mine,
We could fuck off then.
Verse 3
So the next time ya see, a good lookin' sheila,
And you'd give a weeks pay to hold 'er.
Don't sit actin' dumb, just front her full on,
And drop a few lines that I've told ya.
This new method of mine, might not work every time,
But then again there's no method will.
I've been spat at and slapped, and kneed in the knackers,
But then I've got a few fucks as well.
Chorus 3
Do ya fuck on first dates,
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
Could I feel ya tits,
Or would you show 'em to me.
If the answer is no,
To me questions above.
Then be a good sport, and give me the name,
Of a girlfriend who does.