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Kevs Courtin Song

Kevin Bloody Wilson
Version1
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Chords in this song

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D-DU-UDU
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 Learned to much  in me time, buyin' dinner  and wine,
 And me money  on flowers and lollies.
Only  to find, that what's  on me mind,
Isn't  on hers and she's sorry.
 So I've made  up some lines, to save  wastin' time,
 And keep  me from blowin' me brass.
 I'm ever  so cool, I just prop  on the stool,
Right  next to hers and I ask.
 Do ya fuck on first dates,
 Does ya Dad own a brewery.
 Could I feel ya tits,
 Or would you show 'em to  me.
 'Cause ya got a nice head,
 And ya look pretty honest.
 So me face'll  be leavin' in quarter  an hour,
 I'd like you to be on  it.
 You know  how it feels, when ya first  meet a sheila,
 And the bullshit  ya gotta go through.
 Like callin'  her up, and tellin'  her ya love 'er,
 When all  that ya love's just a screw.
 But she wants  to hold hands, and you're to meet  her old man,
 And sit  around for hours and talk.
 But my  method is, you just cut  through that shit,
 And get  down to the goodies straight off.
 Do ya fuck on first dates,
 Does ya Dad own a brewery.
 Could I feel ya tits,
 Or would you show 'em to  me.
 Do ya sleep in the nick,
 Do you give head very often.
 So if we  could decide, your  place or mine,
 We could fuck off then.
 So the next  time ya see, a good  lookin' sheila,
 And you'd  give a weeks pay to hold  'er.
 Don't sit  actin' dumb, just front  her full on,
 And drop  a few lines that I've told  ya.
 This new method  of mine, might not work  every time,
 But then  again there's no method will.
 I've been spat  at and slapped, and kneed  in the knackers,
 But then  I've got a few fucks as well.
 Do ya fuck on first dates,
 Does ya Dad own a brewery.
 Could I feel ya tits,
 Or would you show 'em to  me.
 If the answer is no,
 To me questions above.
 Then be  a good sport, and give  me the name,
 Of a girlfriend who does.

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Readable chord sheet for Kevs Courtin Song by Kevin Bloody Wilson

[A]                  [E]             [B]         [E]
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g ----------------------------------------------------|

   [A]                  [E]             [B]               [E]
e -12-12-12-12-11-9---7-7-7-7-5-4---2-2-4-4h5p4-2---0---5-4---|
b ------------------------------------------------4-----5-5---|
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[E] [E] [E][A][E]

Learned to [E]much in me time, buyin' [A]dinner and wine,
And me [E]money on flowers and [B]lollies.
[E]Only to find, that [A]what's on me mind,
[B]Isn't on hers and she's [E]sorry.
So I've [E]made up some lines, to [A]save wastin' time,
And [E]keep me from blowin' me [B]brass.
I'm [E]ever so cool, I just [A]prop on the stool,
[B]Right next to hers and I [E]ask.

Do ya fuck on first [A]dates, [D]   [A]
Does ya Dad own a [E]brewery. [A]   [E]
Could I feel ya [B]tits,
Or would you show 'em [E]to me. [A]   [E]
'Cause ya got a nice [A]head, [D]   [A]
And ya look pretty [E]honest. [A]   [E]
So me [E]face'll be leavin' in [B]quarter an hour,
I'd like you to be [E]on it.

You [E]know how it feels, when ya [A]first meet a sheila,
And the [E]bullshit ya gotta go [B]through.
Like [E]callin' her up, and [A]tellin' her ya love 'er,
When [B]all that ya love's just a [E]screw.
But she [E]wants to hold hands, and you're to [A]meet her old man,
And [E]sit around for hours and [B]talk.
But [E]my method is, you just [A]cut through that shit,
And [B]get down to the goodies straight [E]off.

Do ya fuck on first [A]dates, [D]   [A]
Does ya Dad own a [E]brewery. [A]   [E]
Could I feel ya [B]tits,
Or would you show 'em [E]to me. [A]   [E]
Do ya sleep in the [A]nick, [D]   [A]
Do you give head very [E]often. [A]   [E]
So if [E]we could decide, [B]your place or mine,
We could fuck off [E]then.

So the [E]next time ya see, a [A]good lookin' sheila,
And [E]you'd give a weeks pay to [B]hold 'er.
Don't [E]sit actin' dumb, just [A]front her full on,
And [B]drop a few lines that I've [E]told ya.
This new [E]method of mine, might not [A]work every time,
But [E]then again there's no method [B]will.
I've been [E]spat at and slapped, and [A]kneed in the knackers,
But [B]then I've got a few fucks as [E]well.

Do ya fuck on first [A]dates, [D]   [A]
Does ya Dad own a [E]brewery. [A]   [E]
Could I feel ya [B]tits,
Or would you show 'em [E]to me. [A]   [E]
If the answer is [A]no, [D]   [A]
To me questions [E]above. [A]   [E]
Then [E]be a good sport, and [B]give me the name,
Of a girlfriend who [E]does. [A]   [E]

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