At the bar she sits, in the dim of the light;
Ceiling glittering, fake stars in the night.
She tells the bartender, keep the glass full;
In hopes at some point, her memory will dull.
In the warming liquor, the ice melts away;
As do hopes and dreams of her yesterday,
Afraid to look in the wet numbing amber;
Afraid she'll see who she shouldn't remember.
The music swirls round her, whispering his name;
And she bites her lip so she won't do the same.
Each song speaks to her, straight to her heart;
Each note a chant, you're apart, you're apart
She see the dancers from
the corner of her eye;
Holding each other close, she tries not to cry.
She turns up the glass,
drinks long and deep;
Praying tonight she'll be able to sleep.
She sits at the bar, alone, lights dim;
Drinking to drown her memory of him.
Straight Tequila Night
John Anderson (need midi)
If you really want to know, she comes here a lot.
She just loves to hear the music and dance.
K13 is her favorite song.
If you play it, you might have a chance.
Tonight she's only sippin' white wine.
She's friendly, and fun-lovin' most of the time.
But don't ask her on a straight tequila night.
She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight.
Blames her broken heart on every man in sight,
On a straight tequila night.
Here's a glass of Chablis, some quarters and change:
Maybe you can turn her love life around.
Then she won't need the salt or the lime anymore,
To shoot that old memory down.
Just remember her heart's on the mend,
If you ever come back to see her again.
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night.
She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight.
Blames her broken heart on every man in sight,
On a straight tequila night.
Instrumental break.
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night.
She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight.
Blames her broken heart on every man in sight,
On a straight tequila night.
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night.
She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight.
Blames her broken heart on every man in sight,
On a straight tequila night.
To fade:
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night.
She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight.
Blames her broken heart on every man in sight,
On a straight tequila night.
