[Verse 1] There’s a Marlboro Man with horn-rimmed gla**es
Holding up the end of the bar
Yeah, he’s rubbin’ his neck, drink in his hand, ignoring the band
I’ve seen him in this place before
[Verse 2] She’s a fake I.D. with dirty blonde hair
Sippin’ on a Moscow Mule
Aah, shirt too low, skirt too high, catchin’ the eye
Of every Hefner in the room
[Chorus] And maybe it’s just me or is everybody in here
Just as lonely?
Or is it just another scene from a corner booth at closing time
On a Tuesday?
[Verse 3] There’s a cellphone man with his tie on the table
Nothin’ in his gla** but the rocks
Yeah he’s watchin’ the door, checkin’ the time, checkin’ the town
You can almost hear his heart .. tick-tock
[Verse 4] Then the door flies open and the breeze blows and then I can see her
Wedding ring, you know that it ain’t his
And her lipstick is guilty red, he pulls her close and they start to dance
They fit right in
[Chorus] And maybe it’s just me or is everybody in here
Just as lonely?
Or is it just another scene from a corner booth at closing time
On a Tuesday?
[Chorus] Maybe it’s just me or is everybody in here
Just as lonely?
Or is it just another scene from a corner booth at closing time
On a Tuesday?
[Bridge] Heyyyyyyyy
[Outro] Then the Marlboro man with horn-rimmed gla**es
Disappears with the dirty blonde hair
And the bartender stacks the chairs
And we all goooooo home