Sonja

I've never been lucky

At picking up women

But this life that i live

Is not one that i choose

She was a waitress

With hair blond and curly

With a pretty black dress

And those japanese shoes

Man i need to impress her

'cause i'd like to undress her

I need a song about sonja

When i'm singing tonight

She looked so pretty

As she poured my coffee

But she had her eye

On my freind at the bar

And i watched her watch him

And i watched her thinking

I wish her eye was on me

Man i need to impress her

'cause i'd like to undress her

I need a song about sonja

When i'm singing tonight

And if i could sing her

A tender love ballad

I'd hope that the audience might sing along

But i can't find the right way

To tell her my feelings

And still make the words rhyme with sonja

No i've never been lucky

At picking up women

But this life that i live

Is not one that i choose

She was a waitress

Now she's gone forever

And i'm stuck with this song

That i never will use

Man you need to impress her

If you want to undress her

Sing a song about sonja

When you're singing tonight

Sing a song about sonja

When you're singing tonight