Tuesday night, crowded bar, some gal lights a cheap cigar, bartender yells at him, so he walks out, he walk in, right through that cloud of smoke, cat calls and dirty jokes, scan the room a couple times, find a seat right next to mine. Lonely eyes, well it sure looks like you just might be looking for something, for something, look at me, and I think you'll see, those lonely eyes don't have to be alone tonight. They analyze your glass of wine, roll away a pickup line, now and then they check your phone, catch mine and let them go, from the little bit I've seen, they're the perfect shade of green, next time they come my way, heaven help me make them stay. Lonely eyes, well it sure looks like you just might be looking for something, for something, look at me, and I think you'll see, those lonely eyes don't have to be alone tonight. Don't make me pay my tab, catch a cab, go home and kick myself to sleep tonight. Give me a sign, just a smile, baby I need not to lose myself, deep inside, lonely eyes. Lonely eyes, well it sure looks like you just might be looking for something, for something, look at me, and I think you'll see, those lonely eyes don't have to be alone tonight. Lonely eyes, you don't have to be alone tonight. Don't make me pay my tab, catch a cab, go home and kick myself to sleep tonight.