Here it is another Friday night|I'm in a bar you used to like|I got a little smell-good on|The one you always said would turn you on|Yeah I said I wasn't gonna call|But this town is pretty small|The best chance to get you back is to cross your path|So I'm||CHORUS|Out on the town|Looking around|Playing it cool on a stool just wetting my whistle|With my head on a swivel, searching the crowd|Nothing to do|Nothing but time to just sit here hoping I run into you|Out on the town||If I saw you walking in|I'd chalk it up to coincidence|Stopped in for just one beer|It's quite a nice surprise to see you here|And accidentally on purpose|I'd drop a line like I didn't rehearse it|A thousand times since you walked out|But til then I'll be||REPEAT CHORUS||Maybe I'm delusional for holding out hope|That you're out here looking beautiful and feeling lonely|Out on the town||REPEAT CHORUS