One man army - Big time Lyrics

It s Sunday night in the city and his flat tops done just right Below The Drop is on the stereo he ll meet the stiffs for a drinking night it s quarter past eight and he s never been late for a bottle with his name on it so it s into the car and down to the bar where he buys the first round for the boys [chorus] well he s headed to the Mad Dog where he s looking for a skinhead girl he ll take what he can it s the story of a man and the life of a drunken fool you never know who he ll meet I ve seen him dancing in the street and next Sunday he ll be coming back for more he worked his way through the slaughterhouse and through the years that he d rather forget he holds true to the friends that he left behind and to the boys that he just met it s quarter past eight and he s never been late for a bottle with his name on it so it s into the car and down to the bar where he buys the first round for the boys [repeat chorus] you re bound to see him someday between the city and the streets of VA so when you do don t be fooled by the story the story of a drunken fool.

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