Late weekend night and I'm at the Bojar Grill
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I got decisions to be made between lager and ale
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When through the kitchen door come the dancing girl
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Then everything on the menu mattered
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Oh, the thoughts in my head
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Oh, if she knew
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I hope you'll nod at this drunken bar slob
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'Cause I'm ready, willing and able
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Yes, I'm ready, willing and able
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Oh, the thoughts in my head
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Oh, if she knew
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I hope she'll nod at this drunken bar slob
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'Cause I'm ready, willing and able
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Yes, I'm ready, willing and able
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Over to the jukebox I staggered
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For a love song to scatter my body before her
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Didn't have change and I lost my damn brains
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So I started humming In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
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Oh, the thoughts in my head
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Oh, if she knew
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I hope you'll nod at this drunken bar slob
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'Cause I'm ready, willing and able
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Yes, I'm ready, willing and able
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Hey, I'll pay your bar tab and even the cab, baby
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Off to the hotel we'll wallow
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Ready, willing and able
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Yes, I'm ready, willing and able
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'Cause I'm ready, willing and able
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Yes, I'm ready, willing and able
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'Cause I'm ready, willing and able
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Lager And Ale
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| Kim Mitchell |
