They tell me, Im the man of the hour.
–Champagne, all around
Its been so long since Ive been alone
Sometimes, it gets me down.
And you,
Youre pretty as a picture
And I dont even know your name
But I sure would like to meet you
Why dont you see the show again.
Ive been singin these love songs forever
Sometimes the words dont make much sense
So Im living it all through the music
Using last nights compliments
Ive been playing for thousands of people
Sometimes, it just never ends.
But the look in your eyes feels so good to me
Why dont you see the show again.
God knows, theres not much I can say
I dont have time for love in my life
But if I ever thought, about changin my mind
It might be with you, tonight.
Ive been on the road, for so many weeks now
And Im losin track of time
Tryin to make evryone happy
I wonder whats really mine.
And you,
Youre pretty as a picture
And I dont even know your name
But I sure would like to meet you
Why dont you see the show again