Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Got me a woman the kind a man talks about
Every night rolls around she likes me to take her out
There's saving us a table down at the old Blue Moon
She'll walk in, take her eyes
And dance them across the room
Dancing eyes, dancing eyes
She's checking out the men of the night
Dancing eyes, dancing eyes
Looks like I'm along just for the ride
Two scotch and sodas
Make that a double on mine
I been through this whole night
I know a thousand times
She'll sit here drinking
But she won't be here long
Just until the band plays a sweet sexy song
Then all them old boys she's been winking at
One by one will make their way
To her shoulder and give it a tap
Then off they'll go dancing
While I sit here and die
She's all over him with her dancing eyes
Dancing eyes, dancing eyes...