There's a gambler at the tables
And he's cashed his all his pay
He's started winning big-time
People gathering round to play
He's shouting rounds of whiskey
And he feels like a million dollars
The nighttime girls are swooping in
Like a pack of vultures
And he wants somebody, to hold him tight
I'm shaking my head, playing music in the corner
Thinking nobody looks ugly after midnight
There's a lady at the bar
And she's picked out all the colors
For the wedding she's imagined
But she's got a serious problem
The gambler is getting drunker
And he doesn't know he's the groom
And security is making moves
To remove him from the room
And she wants somebody, to hold her tight
I'm shaking my head, playing music in the corner
Thinking nobody looks ugly after midnight
And I want somebody, to hold me tight
I'm shaking my head, playing music in the corner
Thinking nobody looks ugly after midnight