Intro:
         
                              
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Verse 1:
                                                   
           Out on the town, gigging around, feeling bluesy
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           It s getting late, I can t afford to be choosy  *omit during solo
         
        Should be home and dry by now
         
        Tried every trick in the book, but
Verse 2:
        The DJ plays a song from the past I remember
        I hold her tight, in my arms she surrenders
        It s the same old record playing
        But it s a different girl that s swaying
 
 
                              
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Bridge:
               
        As we move around the room
                                  
        Whispering things with my eyes closed, it feels that you re here
                 
        Then the music stops, I open my eyes
                            
        My fantasy ends, we re not even friends    so leave me to
Verse 3:
        Catch my ride, pay my fare on my way home
        The same thing, every week on my own
        Next time around, you might be there
        My luck might change, but until then