Can't Park Here - The Quireboys

Pulled in at the front of the bar

Shut the engine down

Jumped out the car, locked her up

Then I turned around

Then I saw a man with a gun in my face

Said listen here son, you made your first mistake

I never moved so fast with a gun in my ear

He said ya better move on

Cos ya can’t park here

Sittin' in the bar she was sucking

on a cigarette

Looking at the world like the sweetest thing

I ever met

Had a little laugh, railed another line

Sipping double scotch like it’s going out of style

She looked me up and down and whispered in my ear

She said ya better move on

Cos ya can’t park here

From Tooting up to Barking,

must have been in every dive

I was kindly asked to leave

By the monkeys in the ties

So I found another place

But it was painted shocking pink

When a guy come up and asked me

Would I like another drink

I broke into a sweat

When the barman called me dear

Do ya ever get the feeling

That ya can’t park here

Early in the morning, I was

Crawling on the floor

Searching in my pocket for the

Keys to my front door

Policeman came and took me

Locked me in the jail

I tried to call my lady friend

But she won’t give me bail

I went to see my friends for a

Sympathetic ear, they said

No chance boy ya can’t park here

Oh they say I can’t park here no more baby

No more baby

Whoah