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[Intro] 
E  E    E A E

[Verse 1]
          E                       A
Blown too much in me time, buyin' dinner and wine,
       E                    B
And me money on flowers and lollies.
E                  A
Only to find, that what's on me mind,
B                       E
Isn't on hers and she's sorry.
        E                      A
So I've made up some lines, to save wastin' time,
    E                       B
And keep me from blowin' me brass.
    E                    A
I'm ever so cool, I just prop on the stool,
B                        E
Right next to hers and I ask.


[Chorus 1]
                    A      D A
Do ya fuck on first dates,
                  E        A E
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
                B
Could I feel ya tits,
                      E      A E
Or would you show 'em to me.
                     A     D A
'Cause ya got a nice head,
                   E       A E
And ya look pretty honest.
      E                     B
So me face'll be leavin' in quarter an hour,
                   E
I'd like you to be on it.


[Verse 2]
    E                          A
You know how it feels, when ya first meet a sheila,
        E                    B
And the bullshit ya gotta go through.
     E                   A
Like callin' her up, and tellin' her ya love 'er,
     B                         E
When all that ya love's just a screw.
        E                                  A
But she wants to hold hands, and you're to meet her old man,
    E                        B
And sit around for hours and talk.
    E                      A
But my method is, you just cut through that shit,
    B                                E
And get down to the goodies straight off.


[Chorus 2]
                    A      D A
Do ya fuck on first dates,
                  E        A E
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
                B
Could I feel ya tits,
                      E      A E
Or would you show 'em to me.
                   A     D A
Do ya sleep in the nick,
                      E      A E
Do you give head very often.
      E                B
So if we could decide, your place or mine,
                  E
We could fuck off then.


[Verse 3]
       E                   A
So the next time ya see, a good lookin' sheila,
    E                         B
And you'd give a weeks pay to hold 'er.
      E                     A
Don't sit actin' dumb, just front her full on,
    B                          E
And drop a few lines that I've told ya.
         E                         A
This new method of mine, might not work every time,
    E                            B
But then again there's no method will.
          E                        A
I've been spat at and slapped, and kneed in the knackers,
    B                            E
But then I've got a few fucks as well.


[Chorus 3]
                    A      D A
Do ya fuck on first dates,
                  E        A E
Does ya Dad own a brewery.
                B
Could I feel ya tits,
                      E      A E
Or would you show 'em to me.
                 A   D A
If the answer is no,
                E      A E
To me questions above.
     E                    B
Then be a good sport, and give me the name,
                    E     A E
Of a girlfriend who does.