Lyrics Pubwatch - Grade 2

Pubwatch

The ale hits the table and the eyes glance across
At the teenage girl entering the Weatherspoon’s doors
These men are over sixty and this just don’t feel right
But no one will question 'cause the British way is too polite
Youngsters outside with their ID to hand
Talking about all the drinks that they’ve had
Tension builds with the rest at the door
Bouncers scanning cards the underage are getting caught
Now the staff have had enough
This is just an average night for us
Boy I think you’ve drank too much
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