Letra de Napkin
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I said I got a chair with your name on it right there
By the way girl, what's your name
There's an empty glass hangin' up on the bar rack
By the way girl, what's your name
There's an empty glass hangin' up on the bar rack
Girl tell me what's your drink
I was tryin' to think real fast
Tryin' to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
But I said the first thing on my mind
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
And you looked down at the napkin
And you gave me your phone and started laughin'
I put my number in
Then you said you gotta roll with your friends
But maybe we could do us a shot
Tell me 'bout yourself
Maybe somethin' else
Yeah I [?]
And then the speakers started blarin' that song
You grabbed my hand and said "Boy, now it's on"
And I was thinkin' "Thank God"
That I had that stupid-ass pickup line
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
You said one dance is all that's happenin'
I spun you around, we started laughin', yeah
I was tryin' to think real fast
Tryin' to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
You looked down at the napkin
And now we're lookin' back and still laughin'
I was tryin' to think real fast
Tryin' to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
But I said the first thing on my mind
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
And you looked down at the napkin
And you gave me your phone and started laughin'
I put my number in
Then you said you gotta roll with your friends
But maybe we could do us a shot
Tell me 'bout yourself
Maybe somethin' else
Yeah I [?]
And then the speakers started blarin' that song
You grabbed my hand and said "Boy, now it's on"
And I was thinkin' "Thank God"
That I had that stupid-ass pickup line
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
You said one dance is all that's happenin'
I spun you around, we started laughin', yeah
I was tryin' to think real fast
Tryin' to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Here's a pen for the napkin
A napkin for the number
A number for the call girl
I don't wanna wonder
What I'd be missing on
If you kept walkin' on
So how 'bout a chance girl
How 'bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin' things I don't understand girl
You looked down at the napkin
And now we're lookin' back and still laughin'
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