Old Greeen

[Intro] Pub ‘n’ girls, ‘N’ drinks ‘n’ dances, He lives his life, On his toes and his chances, He’s out on the lash tonight, Gonna chase some girls, And maybe catch a fight, [Verse 1] Keep an eye out, For that flash of green, There’s a price on his head, And twinkle in his eye, And a girl in his bed, [Chorus] With the devils own luck, And a grin to match, On his way to fucked, He looks a charmin’ bitch, In his old green jacket, [Guitar Solo] He’s on the run; he was at the tables, They called him out, then he legged it, He cut his losses and he pegged it, [Verse 2] I can see him now, Running down the street, In the middle of the road, Bouncer’s done a freak, He called him a name, [Chorus] With the devils own luck, And a grin to match, On his way to fucked, He looks a charmin’ bitch, In his old green jacket, [Verse 3] The pubs, the girls, The drinks, the dances, He living his life on his toes, But he’s all out of chances, [Outro] So we think, But the lass from the bar, Says she served him a drink, Only just last night... [Breakdown] OLD GREEN OLD GREEN OLD GREEN JACKET [Chorus] With the devils own luck, And a grin to match, On his way to fucked, He looks a charmin’ bitch, In his old green jacket, [Outro]