14 October 2012

I'm going out on the pull tonight, I've got on my flower shirt

I've slicked my hair to the side, now it's time to flirt

I've got brown chords with braces, and a chunky silver chain

I go out with my mate, who dresses exactly the same

We both have white shiny shoes, we look practically related

But we have no luck with the ladies, apart from that one who was sedated

But even she knocked me back, when she came to off her drug

She called me a load of names and one of them names was mug

I offered to buy a girl a drink, I wasn't trying to be flash

She just looked me up and down, said 'I'd rather have the cash'

My mate didn't do much better, he tried to crack a joke

But he ended the night with a black eye after getting punched by her bloke

So I'm almost nearly ready, my bum bags done up tight

My mates on his way round, this is going to be our night.

glenGeeks On The Pull • Opuss № I