Pete & The Pirates - Come to the Bar lyrics

I'll be sticking around till the season's turning And I'm gonna hang around until the summer's dead But you keep following me with the words you left me Banging around in the rooms inside my head Hi there Mr blackbird your friends are calling you So you better fly up high in the cherry tree But keep one little eye fixed on your girlfriend Or she will come sit on my window and talk to me Chorus Stop everything and think about coming home for a while It doesn't matter what happened to you, your my crocodile It doesn't matter, doesn't matter at all, just come bar Just get back into the rythum of things and come to the bar 1979 and 'Heart of Gla**' is playing And she's got a bird that laughs and talks and sings And he's got good shoes and he's got sticky fingers Dancing around until the carpet's wearing thin Chorus Just stop everything and think about coming home for a while It doesn't matter, what happened to you, your my crocodile It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all, just come bar Just get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back into the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back into the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back into the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back into the rythum of things and come to the bar It doesn't matter, doesn't matter at all It doesn't matter, doesn't matter at all It doesn't matter, doesn't matter at all It doesn't matter, doesn't matter at all Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar Get back to the rythum of things and come to the bar