i talked to thousands of girls at the pub last night

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We were hanging with martin and the night was young so we wandered to an irish pub.
It was good to hear my mother tongue. 
An australian girl took my entry fee, she had a very light accent. I asked her if she was from tennessee.

She said, "no."
I talked to thousands of girls at the pub last night.
I was feeling pretty desperate but I passed it off as though I was all right.
But they could tell.

Everybody could tell.
A british beauty with a surly scot took after audrey tatou in he loves me, he loves me not.
She loved me not.

I asked two gorgeous americans to tell me their names, they said, "no sprecken zee doitch!" when the waiter came, though he spoke english to them. 
I told him I was canadian.

I talked to thousands of girls at the pub that night I was feeling pretty desperate but I passed it off as though I was all right.
But they could tell.
Everybody could tell.

Some south african girls on the parquet floor started dancing to the rebel yell. They wanted more, more, more.
More, more, more.

By the time we left I was feeling annoyed, with each and every beautiful girl it seemed  there was a boy.
Looking overjoyed.

I talked to thousands of girls at the pub last night,
But I left like an injured bird at the end of a long flight.
They could tell.
Everybody could tell.

I talked to thousands of girls at the pub that night I was feeling pretty desperate but I passed it off as though I was all right.
But they could tell.
Everybody could tell.

Words and Music by Michael Johnson
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