One, two, a one, two, three, pick!All the girls all get prettier in closing timeThey all begin to look like movie starsAll the girls all get prettier in closing timeWhen the change starts taking placeThere's a glow on every face of the fallen angelOf the backstreet barsI could rate them on a scale from one to tenLooking for the nine, but eight could work a right inA few more drinks and I might slip to five or even fourWhen tomorrow morning comes and I wake up with a number oneWell, I never doI never do it anymoreAll the girls all get prettier in closing timeThey all begin to look like movie starsAll the girls all get prettier in closing timeWhen the change starts taking placeThere's a glow on every face of the fallen angelOf the backstreet barsYeahAha!I don't mean to criticize the girls at allI'm no Robert Redford, even though we're allI'm no Robert Redford, even though we're allI'm no Robert Redford, even though we're allThey say a banger's the kind of guy who loves a pretty girlWell, in Enzo had a girl that looks just rightAin't it funny and ain't it strangeWhere a man's opinions changeWhen he starts to face that lonely nightAll the girls all get prettier in closing timeThey all begin to look like movie starsAll the girls all get prettier in closing timeAnd all the boys sayStarts taking placeThere's a glow on every faceOf the fallen angelsOf the Backstreet BoysThat's what I sayFallen angelsOf the Backstreet Boys