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
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