I Think She Likes Me

I walked into a strange cafe

no one there's ever heard my name

I go to the bar, have a seat

talk to that woman sittin next to me

she'll ask me in a voice so low

she ask me if I come in here alone

she ask me nicely, "Can I buy you a drink?"

you know I think she likes me that's what I think

I think she likes me that's what I think

she listens to every word I say

I look at her, she don't look away

I tell her that I play for treat her right

she ask me if I'm gonna play tonight

she cross her legs, do no harm

she lets her finger run on down my arm

I asked her nicely, "can I buy YOU a drink?"

you know I think she likes me that's what I think

I think she likes me that's what I think

some guy comes over, what does he think?

intruding on our private thing

man here's looking quite upset

wavin around with his gun like that

she told me things about her life

she never told me she was someone's wife

man with the gun says, "why'd you buy her a drink?"

I said, "I think she likes me. That's what I think."

I think she likes me that's what I think

I think she likes me that's what I think

I think she likes me that's what I think

I, I, I think she likes me