I only popped in for the one
|
To pick up the gossip
|
And sup up and run
|
One or two minutes at best
|
But there was this new face
|
and I was impressed
|
She sat at my table
|
And sippped lemonade
|
I made my excuses and stayed
|
|
This angel ignored me at first
|
I quickly developed
|
A suitable thirst
|
Suddenly I caught her eye
|
And uttered a greeting
|
To hear her reply
|
"It's tough for a girl on her own I'm afraid"
|
I made my excuses and stayed
|
|
I hadn't intended to linger
|
Our sense were quick to react
|
There was a ring on her finger
|
I chose not to dwell on that fact
|
|
We talked for a hour or two
|
She stuck to her soda
|
She held on like glue
|
This woman was winning my vote
|
With each Shirley Temple
|
That slipped down her throat
|
Her laughter grew louded
|
The orchestra played
|
I made my excuses and stayed
|
|
They rang the last orders bell
|
I offered to walk her
|
Back to her hotel
|
I started to say my goodbye
|
Right there in the lobby
|
She started to cry
|
One kiss was enough
|
I confess I was swayed
|
I made my excuses and stayed
|
I made my excuses and stayed
|
|
-----------------
|
I Made My Excuses And Stayed
|
| Bobby Valentino |
