Pat Fortney - Son of a Gun Lyrics

Tommy was the one; he was a son of a gun
He'd laugh out loud and have all kinds of fun
He couldn't be outdone by anyone
His mom was a nun; he was a preacher's son

But that didn't stop him from making the scene
This cat was cool; he was a party machine

He'd sit at the back of the back of the bar
Eying all the honeys; smoke a big cigar
He always had his choice of the prettiest girls
They came to him; he was a connoisseur

But that didn't stop him from hanging
He's a party machine until the very end

Tommy was a player; he'd never settle down
He worked his way through every girl in town
And when he was done he'd start all over again
And leave every honey wanting more of him

But that didn't stop him from moving on
A player til the end never staying too long

And everyone knows that he's the coolest cat
He gets the party started wherever he's at
He's got the slickest lines and the best of moves
And when he's around the place just grooves

But that doesn't stop him moving around
He's a raoming guy; he'll never settle down

Every guy wants to be like him
Every girl around wants to be with him
The very definition of slick as sin
He's cool and easy; he draws you in

Every guy he meets he calls a friend
And every chick loves him till the very end