Beer for Breakfast

Little pieces from your pocket, tell a story you don’t get

There’s little bits of paper, the butt of a cigarette

You woke up with a full beer, tucked inside your coat

Your thighs are bruised and your cheek is red, from lying on the floor

Ooo, Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you.

Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you

Don’t worry and just clean house, it’ll make you feel a whole lot better

Check your phone for your missed calls, n get back to them whenever

First thing you’ve got to do though, before you get this ball to roll

Crack the bottle that you found inside your coat

Ooo, Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you

Oh, Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you

Get back to your back door boys, they know how you are

They don’t mind, just so long as you call

When you’re looking for a good time, they’re always a real good help

When you’re trying to loose those guilty feelings, or trying to forget

Get back to your back door boys.

Get back to your back door boys.

Get back to your back door boys.

Get back to your back DOOR BOYS

Little pieces from your pocket, tell a story you don’t get

There’s little bits of paper, the butt of a cigarette

You woke up with a full beer, tucked inside your coat

Your thighs are bruised and your cheek is red, from lying on the floor

So, Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you

Oh, Darling do, do you?

Think a beer for breakfast might be the thing for you

 

Lyrics by J.Stacey