10:45

Baby, how you doing Your name doesn't matter 'cause I already knew it I heard you're in town I've seen you around And now you're at the club cause you came to get down Okay, I thought I need a new beer But I wanted to chat so I came over here So you could hear me out, what I'm talking about Cause you don't need to sleep alone and you don't have to pout It's true, you got options I see And I know that you could leave this bar without me You could be eyeing that man I would understand But we both know that he don't really give a damn about you So whaddya say? I could call us a cab and we could be on our way We could head on out We could live in the now Just say the word babe We can head on out My my he's a hell of a guy And I don't mean to be rude, I don't mean to pry But it's a quarter to eleven And you're heaven I know you don't like your men clean shaven Okay, you wanna take me home Cause you don't wanna spend the night alone Grab me by the collar cause ya got a new man Starts to undress, and I'm like "God damn" Three days, I played along I banged ya like a drum and ya sung just like a song Fooling around, keeping it low Cause we've both been here And we've seen this before No ties, no alibis No long term nothing no compromise So when I started to fall You dropped me like a habit I can't blame you but you know that I got mad Cause it's true You got options I see And I know you can leave this bar without me So when you eyed that man it really pissed me off Cause you don't need to sleep alone But you don't have to scoff at me. But that's how it's played I thought that I played you but I guess that it was staged I need to head on out, need to live in the now Just say the word babe and I can head on out My my he's a hell of a guy And I don't mean to be rude, no I don't mean to pry But it's a quarter to eleven And you're heaven I know you don't like your men clean shaven Okay, you're gonna take him home Cause you don't wanna spend the night alone Grab him by the collar, another new man He starts to undress And you're like "God damn" My my he's a hell of a guy And I don't mean to be rude, yes I don't mean to pry But it's a quarter to eleven And you're heaven I know you don't like your men clean shaven Okay, you're gonna head on home Cause I know you'd rather be alone Gone by eleven, without a new man Stuck on my own God damn