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Single bars and single women |
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With a single thought in mind |
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Just to make it till the morning |
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Looking for what they can find |
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For a man they won't remember |
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For a night they can't forget |
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Do you come to this place often? |
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May i light your cigarette? |
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Drinkin' beer in amarillo |
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Passing time and swaping jokes |
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Hoping for a new beginning |
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But beginning to lose hope |
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And you're waiting for that moment |
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When a glance becomes a stare |
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Mmm, what's that perfume that you're wearing? |
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Haven't i met you somewhere? |
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Find a matchbook in the morning |
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With a name and number scrawled |
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When you phone, a woman answers |
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And you wish you'd never called |
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Oh, they're friendly when they meet you |
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But they're strangers when they go |
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Ahh, do you mind if i come join you? |
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Would you like to dance one more? |
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And it's gettin' near to closing |
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And the seconds pass like years |
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Lots of friends to share the laughter |
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Not a one to share the tears |
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Oh and you wish they'd change that juke box |
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Cause you know every song it plays |
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Can i drop you off at my place? |
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Oh, what's the matter, are you gay? |
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You gotta twenty in your pocket |
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Got your toothbrush in your purse |
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Life could get a whole lot better |
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But it better not get worse |
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Single bars and single women |
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With a single thought in mind |
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Just to make it till the morning |
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Looking for what they can find |
