-Words and Music by Jeff Brent © 1982

Yeah through the bottom of my beer glass
I've been watching you
I wanna be close and touching you
I seen you looking my way
More than once or twice
You could make my days so nice

You've heard a hundred clichés
From a thousand different hustlers
You know they only want one thing
Tomorrow morning will you wake up
And think you've made some errors?
Is this the end or can we begin?

I can feel YOUR HEAT from clear 'cross the room
Your crazy eyes shining like fire
Dancing to the beat of some old Rock 'n Roll tune
Your smile gets me higher and higher

This time ain't gonna be no mistake
I know you've had your share of pain and heartbreak
So, why don't we try?


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