Sticky beak

Well I've got f*ck all to tell ya Been drunk all week Rain coming through the holes in my shoes It's cold outside I'm feeling bleak In comes Shazza Beckoning me She said I got a brand new ride outside So get off your stool for a sticky beak We're hitting up Brissy Cruising Mary Street Lights are bright And it's a rowdy crowd Doing shots in the Victory I turn to Shazza Cause I reckon I'm beat She said what are you man or mouse Let's go back to mine have a sticky beak