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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Young
Chris Young
Vocals
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Biff Watson
Biff Watson
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Keyboards
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Bulford
Johnny Bulford
Songwriter
Patrick Jason Matthews
Patrick Jason Matthews
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Stroud
James Stroud
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tuesday night crowded bar, some guy lights a cheap cigar
Bartender yells at him, so he walks out and you walk in
Right through then cloud of smoke, catcalls and dirty jokes
Scan the room a couple times, find a seat right next to mine
[Verse 2]
Lonely eyes
Well it sure looks like
You just might be looking for something
For something, whoa
Look at me
And I think you'll see
Those lonely eyes, don't have to be alone tonight
[Verse 3]
They analyze your glass of wine, roll away a pickup line
Now and then they check your phone, catch mine and let 'em go
From the little bit I've seen, they're the perfect shade of green
Next time they come my way, heaven help me make 'em stay
[Verse 4]
Lonely eyes
Well it sure looks like
You just might be looking for something
For something, whoa
Look at me
And I think you'll see
Those lonely eyes, don't have to be alone tonight
[Verse 5]
Don't make me pay my tab, catch a cab, go home and kick myself to sleep tonight
Gimme a sign just a smile, baby, I'll be glad to lose myself deep inside
[Verse 6]
Lonely eyes
[Verse 7]
Lonely eyes
Sure looks like
You just might be looking for something
For something, whoa
[Verse 8]
Look at me
And I think you'll see
Those lonely eyes, don't have to be alone tonight
Lonely eyes, you don't have to be alone tonight
Written by: Jason Matthews, Johnny Bulford, Laura Veltz
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