Ultimate Fakebook - Silver Date
"No, I don't," I tell her tongueI tell her, still I drink it all
And now my head's so silver numb
I guess she's crystal clear
Cause she's all a blur
Playing quarter songs
And she keeps her eyes at the jukebox
on the needle til it falls
Summer doll, my will's so low
See her laughing on her own
See her dancing all alone, again
Tell my thoughts I 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
We'll never go, cause we couldn't talk
This silver date slips into the somber
waitress' last call
Summer doll, my will's so low
See her laughing on her own
See her dancing all alone, again
Tell my thoughts I will go home
Singing like a drunken dove
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