Chatter fills the room, the air is full of people I’ll never knownAnd I’m here because she brought me, my pretty little social butterflynThis is what lovers do, we hang around until she’s ready to gonAnd I’ll sit here happy in my misery with a glass full of poison for my companynnThen my girl walks in and says with her mischievous smile,n“you should finish what you’re drinking, we should go someplace where we can be alone.”nnThis happens every time, a night unlike any othernAnd you can try, you can try, but you won’t find me complainingnThere are millions in this city who are just like menSitting solitary waiting patientlynAt the end of the day there’s no one else with whom I’d rather benSo I keep on waitingnnThen my girl walks in and says with her mischievous smile,n“you should finish what you’re drinking, we should go someplace where we can be alone baby. I appreciate all of the little things that you do and if you wait a little longer I swear I’ll make it up to you.”nnThen my girl walks in and says with her mischievous smile,n“you should finish what you’re drinking, we should go someplace where we can be alone, I’ve got to get you all alone baby.”nThen my girl walks in, she can be so persuasive when she’s ready to gonShe tells me, “finish what you’re drinking we should go someplace where we can be alone.”n