Conflict at The Peddler

[instrumental intro] [instrumental] [verse 1] I was out at the club on a fine summer's evening A place called The Peddler, shooting pool Saw a beautiful girl at the bar look my way Her eyes like precious blue jewels [verse 2] I called to the bartender and sent her a drink He gave it and pointed my way She smiled with a nod as she lifted her glass I put down my cue and made my way [chorus] I'm not really the guy that you want in a fight I'm more of a lover by far Don't tell me I should have known she was trouble for me Just shut up while I play my guitar [melodic easy guitar solo] [verse 3] I told her my name, she smiled and gave hers We were definitely hitting it off I asked her to dance and we got on the floor When I heard a loud voice give a cough [verse 4] He said, "what makes you think you can dance with my girl You skinny young son of a bitch?" I suddenly knew I was in for a fight And would end up this night in a ditch [bridge] I wish I could say that this kind of thing Doesn't happen more often than you'd think I get used all the time by women in bars And the next thing I'm hit with a drink [instrumental] [verse 5] I said, "hey my friend, I had no idea That this lovely girl was attached But as you can see when you look right at me That a fight between us is mismatched" [verse 6] The girl walked to him and they started to talk He was looking for a fight, he was primed I used this distraction to head to the can And out of that window I climbed [chorus] I'm not really the guy that you want in a fight I'm more of a lover by far Don't tell me I should have known she was trouble for me Just shut up while I play my guitar [virtuoso guitar solo] [amazing virtuoso guitar solo] [amazing virtuoso guitar solo] [fade to end]