"Barfly" as written by and John K. Wozniak....
She come 'round here
Past midnight
She's always lookin' soft and far away
Yeah, and she knows she's lookin', she's lookin', she's lookin' all right
Yeah

Hey, angel, what you trying to be?
Hey, angel, what you trying to be?
Oh, what you drinkin'?
Just tryin' to be polite

Looks like a Tanqueray and Kamikaze night
That's all right
Why don't you climb on
And ride

Down my street
Away with me
Instead of looking soft and far away?
Yeah
Come on, why'n't you learn to live a little
You know, dangerous?
Yeah

Hey, angel, what you trying to be?
Hey, angel, what's the tragedy?
What you drinking?
A Napa Valley white

Well, it's a Tanqueray and Kamikaze night
That's right
Why don't you climb on
And ride?
Ride
Little baby, all right

It's gettin' late
It's gettin' late
It's gettin' late, baby

Hey, angel, what you trying to be?
Hey, angel, what's the tragedy?
Oh, what you drinkin'?
Just tryin' to be polite

Well, it's a Tanqueray and Kamikaze night
Last call to climb on
And ride
Yeah

Take a chance
Ride
On some late-night romance
Ride

Alright
Alright


Lyrics submitted by Eamon

"Barfly" as written by John K. Wozniak

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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