| Sittin' in our favorite restaurant
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| Trying hard not to watch the clock
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| Any minute now she’s gonna walk, right in
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| She said she may be just a little late
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| She said she had somebody’s heart to break
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| And I promised her that I would wait, right here
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| Tonight’s the night we’ve been waiting for
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| We’ve got it all planned out
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| But wouldn’t you think
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| She would’ve been here by now?
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| The bartender he’s looking at me
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| With a certain bit of sympathy
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| Something tells me that he’s seen this scene, before
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| There sad and lonely stood a man
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| Another one too many in his hand
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| Checking his watch, and staring, at the door
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| Tonight’s the night we’ve been waiting for
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| She won’t let me down
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| But wouldn’t you think
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| She would’ve been here by now?
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| Tonight’s the night we’ve been waiting for
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| She won’t let me down
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| But wouldn’t you think
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| She would’ve been here by now?
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| Is she running just a little late?
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| Or has my time run out?
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| But wouldn’t you think
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| She would’ve been here by now?
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| She would’ve been here…
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| She should’ve been here, by now |