Out on the Town
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 said would always turn you on
Yeah I said I wasn't gonna call
But this town is pretty small
Best chance to get you back is to cross your path
So I'm 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
With nothing to do
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Well 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 drop a line like I didn't rehearse it
A thousand time since you walked out
But until then, I'll be
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Maybe I'm delusional
For holding out hope
That you're out here looking beautiful
And feeling lonely
Out on the town
Yeah out on the town
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do, nothing but time
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
I'm in a bar you used to like
I got a little smell good on
The one you said would always turn you on
Yeah I said I wasn't gonna call
But this town is pretty small
Best chance to get you back is to cross your path
So I'm 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
With nothing to do
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Well 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 drop a line like I didn't rehearse it
A thousand time since you walked out
But until then, I'll be
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Maybe I'm delusional
For holding out hope
That you're out here looking beautiful
And feeling lonely
Out on the town
Yeah out on the town
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do, nothing but time
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
Just sitting here hoping I'd run into you
Out on the town
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Writer(s): Matthew Jenkins, Trevor Rosen, Matthew Ramsey
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