Hey Bartender Songtext
von Vince Ray
Hey Bartender Songtext
I said hey bartender won′t you draw me a beer
I want a long tall glass filled right up to here
I got a pocket full of nickels but a jukebox slot
Yeah, 'cause I wanna hear some music that′s really kinda hot
'Cause I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
Who′s that gal sittin′ all alone
With the black high heels and the red dress on
I said hey pretty baby won't you come along
I got the car outside and I can′t go wrong
'Cause I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I′m a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
Well show me yours and I'll show you mine
Well let′s get together, we'll have us a time
Let's sing one of our favorite tunes
And we can bop to the light of a silver moon
No don′t say no, don′t shake your head
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
I said hey bartender won′t you draw me a beer there son
I want a long tall glass filled right up to here
I got a pocket full of nickels but a jukebox slot
Yeah, 'cause I wanna hear some music that′s really kinda hot
Well I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
I want a long tall glass filled right up to here
I got a pocket full of nickels but a jukebox slot
Yeah, 'cause I wanna hear some music that′s really kinda hot
'Cause I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
Who′s that gal sittin′ all alone
With the black high heels and the red dress on
I said hey pretty baby won't you come along
I got the car outside and I can′t go wrong
'Cause I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I′m a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
Well show me yours and I'll show you mine
Well let′s get together, we'll have us a time
Let's sing one of our favorite tunes
And we can bop to the light of a silver moon
No don′t say no, don′t shake your head
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
I said hey bartender won′t you draw me a beer there son
I want a long tall glass filled right up to here
I got a pocket full of nickels but a jukebox slot
Yeah, 'cause I wanna hear some music that′s really kinda hot
Well I polished up my shoes, put on my best ever dress
I'm a decked out daddy and I wanna knock you dead
Writer(s): Victor Paul Musson, Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

