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