Intro: Tuesday night crowded bar Some guy lights a cheap cigar Bartender yells at him So he walks out and you walk in Right through the cloud of smoke Catcalls and dirty jokes Scan the room a couple times Find a seat right next to mine Lonely eyes Well, it sure looks like You just might Be looking for something For something, whoa Look at me And i think You'll see Those Lonely Eyes Don't have to be alone tonight They analyze your glass of wine Roll away a pickup line Now and then you check your phone Catch mine and let 'em go From the little bit I've seen They're the perfect shade of green Next time they come my way, Heaven don't make 'em stay Don't make me pay my tab Catch a cab Go home and kick myself to sleep tonight Gimme a sign Just a smile Baby, I'll be glad to lose myself deep inside Lonely eyes Well, it sure looks like You just might Be looking for something For something, whoa Look at me And i think You'll see Those Lonely Eyes Don't have to be alone tonight