Chris Young
Lonely Eyes
Tuesday night, crowded barSome guy lights a cheap cigarBartender yells at himSo he walks out and you walk inRight through the cloud of smokeCatcalls and dirty jokesScan the room a couple timesFind a seat right next to mineLonely eyesWell, it sure looks likeYou just mightBe looking for somethingFor something, whoaLook at meAnd i think You'll seeThose Lonely EyesDon't have to be alone tonightThey analyze your glass of wineRoll away a pickup lineNow and then they check your phoneCatch mine and let 'em goFrom the little bit I've seenThey're the perfect shade of greenNext time they come my way,Letras de cancionesHeaven don't make 'em stayLonely eyesWell, it sure looks likeYou just mightBe looking for somethingFor something, whoaLook at meAnd i think You'll seeThose Lonely EyesDon't have to be alone tonightDon't make me pay my tabCatch a cabGo home and kick myself to sleep tonightGimme a signJust a smileBaby, I'll be glad to lose myself deep insideLonely eyesLonely eyesSure looks likeYou just mightBe Looking for somethingFor something, whoaLook at meAnd I'll think you'll seeThose lonely eyesThey don't have to be alone tonightLonely Eyes, you don't have to be alone tonight
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