Jeff Ollerhead​ ///

Binbags on Sunday

 

It's Friday night I've just been payed 

I Should be going home cuddled up with my babe

 

But I just stop in my local pub

Gonna quench my thirst and join the brotherhood 

of drinking dancing laughing and a joking That's the way it goes

 

Drinking dancing laughing and a joking

until my phone rings and it's my baby 

and she just wants me to go home 

But I've got that taste and nobody's 

gonna take me away from this good time place

 

Binbags on Sunday clothes on the lawn 

Binbags on Sunday she won't open the door 

Binbags on Sunday I'm gonna be feeling so down 

Binbags on Sunday I'm walking around like a homeless clown

 

Cause I've got the taste and nobody's 

gonna take me away from this good time place

 

 

Saturday morning and I wake up on my friends couch

I try to ring my baby but she's gone right out 

So I just stop in my local pub 

gonna quench my thirst and 

join the brotherhood of 

drinking dancing laughing and a joking that the way it goes 

 

Drinking dancing laughing and a joking 

until my phone rings and it's my baby telling me to go home 

 

But I've got the taste 

and no one is going to take me 

away from this good time place 

Binbags on Sunday clothes on the lawn 

Binbags on Sunday she won't open the door 

Binbags on Sunday I'm feeling so down 

Binbags on Sunday I'm walking around like a homeless clown 

 

but i knock and she just calls the police 

And The police come, they take me away for a breachin the peace

 

ok one more time 

Binbags on Sunday clothes on the lawn 

Binbags on Sunday she won't open the door 

Binbags on Sunday I'm going to be feeling so down 

Binbags on Sunday I'm walking around like a homeless clown