Hat Check Girl Songtext
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Hat Check Girl Songtext
It′s quarter to three, it's time to go
I made my way down the velvet stair
Bleary-eyed, I fumbled for my ticket
And gave it to the hat check girl
I looked in her eyes
Was I attracted to her? Oh my, oh my
She had the biggest pair of blue-grey eyes
My eyes had ever feasted
But I guess it′s time to hit the road
The last taxi went hours ago
I had far to go, I was feeling low
When all at once upon the sidewalk
I saw her standing at her front door
"Won't you come in?" she said
"I'll fix a drink and you can call for a cab from here"
My luck was changing
The attraction was as instant as a coffee
In the apartment of the hat check girl
She said, "I′m not what you think I am"
And when I held her tight, I felt another man
When all at once he turned the light out
I sobered up and then I cried out
It′s quarter to four
I ran right down the stairs and out of that door
I mislaid my hat in the confusion
I left it with the hat check girl
Oh yeah, I left it with the hat check girl
You better believe it, I left it with the hat check
Hat check, hat check, hat check girl
It's quarter to four
I made my way down the velvet stair
Bleary-eyed, I fumbled for my ticket
And gave it to the hat check girl
I looked in her eyes
Was I attracted to her? Oh my, oh my
She had the biggest pair of blue-grey eyes
My eyes had ever feasted
But I guess it′s time to hit the road
The last taxi went hours ago
I had far to go, I was feeling low
When all at once upon the sidewalk
I saw her standing at her front door
"Won't you come in?" she said
"I'll fix a drink and you can call for a cab from here"
My luck was changing
The attraction was as instant as a coffee
In the apartment of the hat check girl
She said, "I′m not what you think I am"
And when I held her tight, I felt another man
When all at once he turned the light out
I sobered up and then I cried out
It′s quarter to four
I ran right down the stairs and out of that door
I mislaid my hat in the confusion
I left it with the hat check girl
Oh yeah, I left it with the hat check girl
You better believe it, I left it with the hat check
Hat check, hat check, hat check girl
It's quarter to four
Writer(s): P. Pickett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

