IRC-Galleria

Cut to the pub on a lads night out,
Man at the bar 'cause it was his shout,
Clocks this bird and she looks ok,
Caught him looking and she walks his way,
"Alright darlin, you gonna buy us a drink then?"
"Err no, but I was thinking of buying one for your friend..."

She's got no taste hand on his waste, tries to pull away but her lips on his face,
"If you insist I'll have a white wine spritzer"
"Sorry love, but you ain't a pretty picture."

Can't knock 'em out, can't walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you cant have me number,
"Why?"
Because I've lost my phone.