Big Time Lyrics - Singles - One Man Army

It's Sunday night in the city 

And his flat tops done just right 

Below the drop is on the stereo 

He'll meet the stiffs for a drinking night 

It's quarter past eight and he's never been late 

For a bottle with his name on it 

So it's into the car and down to the bar 

Where he buys the first round for the boys 

Well, he's headed to the mad dog 

Where he's looking for a skinhead girl 

He'll take what he can it's the story of a man 

And the life of a drunken fool 

You never know who he'll meet 

I've seen him dancing in the street 

And next Sunday he'll be coming 

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Well, he worked his way through the slaughterhouse 

And through the years that he'd rather forget 

He holds true to the friends that he left behind 

And to the boys that he just met 

But it's quarter past eight and he's never been late 

For a bottle with his name on it 

So it's into the car and down to the bar 

Where he buys the first round for the boys 

Well he's headed to the mad dog 

Where he's looking for a skinhead girl 

He'll take what he can it's the story of a man 

And the life of a drunken fool 

You never know who he'll meet 

I've seen him dancing in the street 

And next Sunday, he'll be coming 

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Well, it's Sunday night in the city 

And his flat tops done just right 

Below the drop is on the stereo 

He'll meet the stiffs for a drinking night 

It's quarter past eight and he's never been late 

For a bottle with his name on it 

For a road ahead down to the bar 

Where he buys the last round for the boys 

You're bound to see him someday 

Between the city and the streets of VA 

So when you do don't be fooled by the story 

The story of a drunken fool 

Well, he's headed to the mad dog 

Where he's looking for a skinhead girl 

He'll take what he can it's the story of a man 

And the life of a drunken fool 

You never know who he'll meet 

I've seen him dancing in the street 

And next Sunday, he'll be coming 

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