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