Parody of A Hard Days Night By The Beatles. A special thanks to Dubya for playing guitar for this song.
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Beatles, Beer, Barmaids, and fighting, what more could you ask?!
It was a bar maid fight, and I was drooling like a dog
It was a bar maid fight, I watched them rolling, in the grog
I know I shouldn't have stared, while they pulled each other's hair
But I could gawk all night
Joanne worked hard all day, she took my money and served me drinks
It began when she heard Cindy say, "Your face is ugly, and you stink
You always bitch and you moan, and you steal tips from my zone
And now I'll make you pay"
Poor Joanne, caught in a headlock so tight
At the bar, all the drunks screamed with delight,
FIGHT! YEAH!
It was a bar maid fight, they came out swinging with their mops
It was a bar maid fight, they lost their aprons, and their tops
I'm such a pig when I leer, but when they're covered in beer
It makes the world seem right
Wow!
They wrestled on the dance floor, I stood up cheering for more
Until I heard them say,
"Well you know, somehow it doesn't seem right
That this jerk's, gaining pleasure from our plight!"
YIKES! HELP!
I'm in a bar maid fight, they grabbed me, threw me, from my stool
I'm in a bar maid fight, and then they kicked me, in the jewels
They laughed with joy when I squealed, "Curse you and your pointy
heels"
I guess I'm not too bright
I didn't think they'd bite
But still they're out of sight!