Intro: Dm C F Am F (2x)
Dm C
The night's coming alive outside
F Am F
And there's me and my guitar and Kentucky rye, uh huh
Dm C
Maybe I should join the escapade
F Am F
Instead of staring down at this egg white page, uh huh
Dm C
I could take a stool at the palace bar
F Am F
Flirt a little while with the bartender, uh huh
D C
I swear to god, she knows my name
F Am F
She refuses to use it, to her we're all the same, uh huh
Dm C
I could buy a drink for a pretty girl
F Am F
Those young ones are always off shooting pool, uh huh
Dm C
Oh, listen to me, Mr. Peter Pan
F Am F
Them girls live in Never Never Land, uh huh, huh huh
Dm C
I'm better off with a girl my age
F Am F
A spinster or a divorcée, uh huh
Dm Am
Well here I am, a divorcée too
F Am F
With a potbelly and a jagged tooth, uh huh
Dm C
I patrol the bars with my gut sucked in
F Am F
Trying to find my next victim, uh huh, uh huh
Dm C
It's the ugliest men think they can always do better
F Am F
They've been hypnotized by the magazine covers, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Dm C
I could saddle up with the town floozy
F Am F
And maybe she'd be thinking the same about me, uh huh, huh huh
Dm C
We can march down Central Avenue
F Am F
A telltale parade for self-inflated youth, uh huh, uh huh
Dm C
In bed we can share emotional scars
F Am F
Your dead-eyed dad, my awol mom, uh huh
Dm C
It doesn't matter if you're quick or not
F Am Am Am F
It's a competition of who gets who off
Dm C F Am F
Uh huh
Break: Dm C F Am F
Dm C
The night's coming alive outside
F Am F
As I scribble down these senseless rhymes, uh huh
Dm C
My life is full of melody
F Am F
But rarely ever harmony, uh huh
Dm C
So here I am, a desperate man
F Am F
At 2 am with this tune in my head, uh huh
Dm C
I don't need another foolish fling
F Am
As long as I got a song
Dm C F Am F
Uh huh
Dm C F Am F
Uh huh
Dm
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
C F Am F
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Dm C F Am F
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh