Man walks into a bar
The man you hope will walk into the bar
When you're playing your best song on guitar
After my show he said he cried tears
Wrote his number down
Said call me babe
It hung on my wall for years
He gets women that are on their way
He can make them a star someday
Funny man sings in the bars
Boomers applaud the five minute star
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
He'll follow you into the cubicle
Tell you its business as usual
Nobody knows if his wifes aware
I saw her by the sea just lying there
Rumour is you're a sex addict
Sounds like your low level PR panic
Said to come clean
Thought on your feet did you
I'm just a man
You don't know what it's like to be in a band
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
You can't help yourselves
You'll take him in
He'll get them all dancing
Best look away if you only trust
What you know first-hand
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
Your game is running out of time
Your game is running out of time
Your game is running out of time
When you're playing your best song on guitar
After my show he said he cried tears
Wrote his number down
Said call me babe
It hung on my wall for years
He gets women that are on their way
He can make them a star someday
Funny man sings in the bars
Boomers applaud the five minute star
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
He'll follow you into the cubicle
Tell you its business as usual
Nobody knows if his wifes aware
I saw her by the sea just lying there
Rumour is you're a sex addict
Sounds like your low level PR panic
Said to come clean
Thought on your feet did you
I'm just a man
You don't know what it's like to be in a band
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
You can't help yourselves
You'll take him in
He'll get them all dancing
Best look away if you only trust
What you know first-hand
Why speak if you won't listen
Why sing if he's in the crowd
Is it a secret if everybody knows
Is there blood on her clothes
Your game is running out of time
Your game is running out of time
Your game is running out of time
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