Sometime, Someplace Empty glass on the table She's a Buddha with a bottle there's a devil in her grin "Mr. Paul if you're able, to find someone to take you home, I would fill you up again."
Yea, I came here for somebody, but I fell for the bar It's got mahogany tables whittled and carved There's a fiddle in the corner singing sorrow to the night makes me forget about tomorrow cause tonight I'm alright
Sometime, Someplace I'll meet somebody this clown can fall for anybody Sometime, Someplace but tonight I'm getting cozy at the bar down at Miller'splace
There's a ghost of a rock star blowing his horn in the corner where the fiddle player sways there's a crowd at the front bar all the locals and the cronies talking about their sugar days
Tell my gypsy fortunes lie about the rain I love the way the bartender whispers my name I want to stand up on a barstool and shout out to the night "I don't need a love forever I just need some tonight"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
