So there it was, near closing time
and I'm alone at a table for two
the reggae band was smokin hot
mixed well with my ice cold brew
The bar itself was a downstairs club
always packed the dancing floor
and there I sat, about half in the bag
when I seen her, headed for the door
She was swaying towards the bathroom
swinging her long dark beautiful hair
and I found her quite attractive
don't know why but I had to stare
Then BAM like that, she took a fall
gravity up to it's ol bag a tricks
something about abusing alcohol
brings you down, like a ton of bricks
Well, I sprang to my feet to help her
stumbled over to where she fell
I stood close as she opened her eyes
they were glazed and not looking well
As she got up, her head jerked to a stop
and went smashing, back to the ground
seems her hair had chose, the very spot
to lay where my foot came down
I stood aside containing my smile
as she took her concussion and fled
never seen her again, I wonder why
I'm sure it wasn't anything I said
Needs a chorus someone
