förhoppningsvis.

Well, the night does funny things inside a man
these old tomcat feelings you don't understand
Well I turn around and look at you,you light a cigarette
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

I can see that you are lonesome just like me
and it being late, you'd like some some company
Well I've had two, I look at you,and you look back at me
The guy you're with has up and split,the chair next to you's free
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.

Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout.
Turn around to look at you,you're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face,guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you.

Okej, låttexter är oändligt tråkiga i detta format jag vet, men denna är ju bara så fin och jag försöker lära mig den på guitaren och bli lika bra som den lessna gubben som skrev den. Låg i soffan och övade hela gårkvällen tills jag somna med guitaren i min famn.