Ultimate Fakebook - Silver Date

Silver Date

No, I dont, I tell her tongue
I tell her, sti will I drink it all
And now my heads so silver numb
I guess shes crystal clear
Cuz shes all a blur, playing quarter songs
And she keeps her eyes at the jukebox
on the needle til it falls
Summer doll, my wills so low
See her laughing on her own
See her dancing all alone, again
Tell my thoughts I wi will go home
Singing like a drunken dove
Dreaming like a bum in love again
Somewhere down her silver song
I saw her turn and gently gave around
My dumb eyes caught hers on me
then she turned her heels
Well never go, cuz we couldnt talk
This silver date slips into the somber
waitress last call
Summer doll, my wills so low
See her laughing on her own
See her dancing all alone, again
Tell my thoughts I wi will go home
Singing like a drunken dove
Dreaming like a bum in love again