I'm sick and tired of having my drink snatched out of my hand
you're enough to make a placid person into an angry man
well I don't listen to you
you can stand behind me breathing down my back
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well I ain't drunk yet,
but you're a pain in the neck,
I said something's gonna happen, In these licensing hours.
I realise this ain't a doss house and I do have a home to go to
but you see my friends agree with me when I say I've had enough of you
you've got your job to do, but you're ruthless too
and you'll damn well make sure it's done
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We love your licensing hours
la,la,la,licensing hours
yes we do, yes we do oh, yes we do oh yes we do.
Give me your glasses, I want your glasses,
give me your glasses now
give me your glasses, I want your glasses,
give them to me then get out
well I don't listen to you, you stand behind me breathing down my back.
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It's really hard to restrain yourself when you're being dragged out of the door
and It's hard to be drunk and disorderly when they wont serve you anymore
spend the night in a cell, all for the sake of a bell that you didn't hear anyway.
Chorus: ...
