Cant Park Here

A A Pulled in at the front of the bar A Shut the engine down A Jumped out the car, locked her up A Then I turned around D Then I saw a man with a gun in my face A Said listen here son, you made your first mistake E D I never moved so fast with a gun in my ear A He said ya better move on A Cos ya can′t park here A Sitting in a bar she was sucking A On a cigarette A Looking at the world like the sweetest thing A I ever met D Had a little laugh, railed another line A Sipping double scotch like it's going out of style E D She looked me up and down and whispered in my ear A She said ya better move on A Cos ya can′t park here Guitar Solo A D A G D A A From Tooting up to Barking, A I was kindly asked to leave A By the monkeys in the ties D So I found another place D But it was painted shocking pink A When a guy come up and asked me A Would I like another drink E I broke into a sweat D When the barman called me dear A Do ya ever get the feeling D That ya can't park here, yeah Piano Solo D A E D A A Early in the morning, I was A Crawling on the floor A Keys to my front door D Policeman came and took me D Locked me in the jail A I tried to call my lady friend A But she won't give me bail E I went to see my friends for a D Sympathetic ear, they said A N.C. No chance boy, you can't park here A N.C. A D A 3