On The Prowl

[Intro: Ellesquire]
Oh yeah

[Verse 1: Ellesquire, [?]]
I'm on fire when I go to the night clubs
My pickup line is "So do you like stuff?"
If they are keen, they're probably a mindfuck
Or they're fine but they've turned dyke, knowin’ my luck
I'm going right up to 'em like "Hi"
But I never have a follow up line, so I just eye 'em up
Well can I buy you a drunk? I mean, buy you a drink?
I mean shit, nah, fuck
I'm trying to think of something witty to say and she's like "Whatever"
I told her "Baby you could've been mine forever"
I came on too strong, played on too long
Found myself dancin’ to Akon's new song
Drunk as all fuck, still tryna get my groove on
Bouncer comes up "Sir can you please move on
You're too drunk it's time to call it quits", I says "Too drunk? It's only my fourth of fifth
Plus, you're interrupting me, I'm trying' to talk to chicks"
He says "That's not a girl, you're talking to the wall, you dick"
“Ahh shit, no wonder she was such a good listener
About to start kissing' her and get all of her digits
But you interrupted!” He didn't find it funny
He kicked me out the club and then he punched me in the tummy
He's calling me a smartass and a drunk bum
Said "I'd rather be a smartass than a dumb cunt"
(Ohohoh, no you didn't!) Well, no I didn't
But I think it's probably what I would've said if I was bigger
Full of liquor I move on to the next pub
I'm not gonna go home, I've gotten all dressed up

[Chorus: Ellesquire]
It's me, single and I'm on the prowl
I wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down
It's me, single and I'm on the prowl
I wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down

[Skit: Ellesquire, [?]]
“Hey, um. So, I'm a rapper y’know.”
“Oh, you're a rapper, what?”
“Y’know, like, I rap and stuff.”
“My mate’s in the Hilltop Hoods.”
“Ah, nah, I-I don't know the Hilltop Hoods.”
“They're awesome. Yeah, you should see them.”
“I'm good but-”
“Yeah”
“-I'm heaps good, do you-do you want me to do a rap for you?”
“No, um, actually, I’m gonna go over here now. See ya!”

[Verse 2: Ellesquire, [?]]
Oh, so I find myself in the middle of the largest of lines
Just to get into a bar for a lager or five
I'd already been goin’ hard drunk a carton at mine
Before I even left my apartment and started my night
See a hottie walk past, so I ask for a light
She says "I don't smoke", I says “Nah, neither do I”
We had to have a laugh at my retarded reply
But then she kept walkin’ like she just passing me by (“See ya”)
I had to think fast so I asked for the time
She says “Uh, the thing on your wrist’ll give a rather good guide”
Actin’ all smart ass like she's larger than life
Ah forget her, I'm already at the start of the line
So I get into the venue where the party is, right?
Everybody’s lookin’ like they're havin’ a marvellous night
So many ladies in the place that it was hard to see guys
So it can't be hard for me to get a part of the pie
“Pardon me, I think I'll have a glass of your wine”
Park my behind next to the chick in the khaki design
The bartender just laughs, he’s like "Aren't you surprised
That apart from you and I in the club there aren't any guys"
Well I did feel a little bit marginalised
But hell, all the more girls for me to party with me, right?
He's like "Next time you want yourself some ass for the night
Stay away from here, dude, this is a bar just for dykes"

[Chorus (Extended): Ellesquire]
It's me, single and I'm on the prowl
I wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down
It's me, single and I'm on the prowl
I wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down (Hey, uh, uh)
Everybody says it’s me, single and I'm on the prowl
Wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down
It's me, single and I'm on the prowl
Wish that I could mingle, I just don't know how
I get pissed too quick, then I get thrown out
Before I even get a chance to write your number down