Hat Check Girl

It's quarter to three, it's time to go I made my way down the velvet stairs Bleary-eyed, I fumbled for my ticket And gave it to the hat check girl I looked in her eyes (her eyes) Was I attracted to her, oh! My, oh! my, (Oh, my!) She had the biggest pair of Blue-grey eyes my eyes had ever feasted I guess it's time to hit the road The last taxi went hours ago I had far to go, I was feeling low When all at once upon the sidewalk I saw her standing at her front door... "Won't you come in?" she said "I'll fix a drink and you can call for a cab from here." (My luck was changing!) The attraction was as instant as her coffee In the apartment of the hat check girl She said, "I'm not what you think I am" And when she held me tight I felt another man! When all at once he turned the light out I sobered up and then I cried out... It's quarter to four I ran right down the stairs and out of the door (So long!) I mislaid my hat in the confusion I left it with the hat check girl (oh yeah) I left it with the hat check girl (you better believe it) I left it with the hat check, hat check, hat check Hat check girl, ahhh... It's quarter to four Doo do, do, do, waaaaa