Lovers in the Neighborhood

Walkin' in, feel the lights burn bright,

It's another Friday, feels just right.

Take a seat at the bar, what's the score ?

I'm here for one, maybe three or more.

"Hey, bartender, can you hear me clear ?

Cuba Libre, make it strong, no fear".

One taste, yes, now I'm feelin' fine,

The Night's young, but I'm losin' time.

The stars above, they wink at me,

As if they knew, all my fantasies,

I feel alone, misunderstood,

Let's bother lovers in the neighborhood.