|
I walked into a strange cafe |
|
no one there's ever heard my name |
|
I go to the bar, have a seat |
|
talk to that woman sittin next to me |
|
she'll ask me in a voice so low |
|
she ask me if I come in here alone |
|
she ask me nicely, "Can I buy you a drink?" |
|
you know I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
she listens to every word I say |
|
I look at her, she don't look away |
|
I tell her that I play for treat her right |
|
she ask me if I'm gonna play tonight |
|
she cross her legs, do no harm |
|
she lets her finger run on down my arm |
|
I asked her nicely, "can I buy YOU a drink?" |
|
you know I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
some guy comes over, what does he think? |
|
intruding on our private thing |
|
man here's looking quite upset |
|
wavin around with his gun like that |
|
she told me things about her life |
|
she never told me she was someone's wife |
|
man with the gun says, "why'd you buy her a drink?" |
|
I said, "I think she likes me. That's what I think." |
|
I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
I think she likes me that's what I think |
|
I, I, I think she likes me |