"Cut Across Shorty" as written by Marijohn Wilkin and Wayne P. Walker....
Thought I was lookin' good
So I cycled 'cross the neighborhood
Was invited by a skinny girl
Into her high class world

Left my bicycle under the stairs
Laid my coat across the kosher chairs
Made my way across the crowded room
I had nothing to lose

My reception wasn't very keen
So turning on a friendly grin
Stood on the table with my glass of gin
And came straight to the point

[Chorus x2]
I was glad to come
I'll be sad to go
So while I'm here
I'll have me a real good time

Dancing madly round the room, yeah
Singing loudly and sorta' out of tune
Was escorted by a friendly slag
'round the bedroom and back
Wandered across to the door
Missed my step and I fell on the floor.
Said one word and was asked to leave
Kinda' wish I was dead.

[Chorus]

The skinny girl made it clear
That she only came here for the beer
The vicar simply reeked of gin
On my way home I happened to fall off my bicycle
(good party)
I was glad to come, but I was also glad to get home


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"Cut Across Shorty [Live][#]" as written by Wayne P. Walker Marijohn Wilkin

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