As i tip toe through the pub door
my face i keep quite low
for you never know who is sat there
maybe some one with an empty glass
giving you the eye, get them in lad
that dreaded cry you fear
but only yesterday it was me they heard
my moths keep a tight hold of my wallet
the landlord knows this is true
cause im all ways after pub discount
i mean i think im a worthy cause
the commando's would be proud of me
as i approach that bar, iv made it in
and orded one and know one is looking
around, reluctantly I payed the man
and my moths counted in the change
now i'll hide in that dark corner
away from inquisitive eyes, i sit there
quietly sipping my pint, watching any
who come through that door, for if one
of the many i owe a pint to come in,
im of out the back door a bit sharp,
but don't let this dash fool you,
that pint that i bought come's along
i'll sup it in the garden, then im of
to visit the pub john.
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