Night Games

At the jukebox in the corner. She rolls in a quarter.
Strolls back to the bar to to the tune of Lying Eyes.
From his tiny so low table. Feeling lonely, feeling labels.
He watches her and he dreams of a one night paradise.

Pretty soon his mind goes searching for the clever line to work in to an easy conversation and exchange of names.
Tonight from Maine to 'frisco at Nashville bars or L.A. disco's all the grown up kids are a-playing Night Games.

Talking and a-dancing. Night Games.
One night romancing the names may change but the rules stay the same they're playing Night Games.
Lonely people playing Night Games.
Takes two players playing the names may change but the rules stay the same they're playing Night Games. (night games, night games)

The conversation is his to carry. She dodges and he parries.
Time to get a little bit closer and they go to the floor.
Doesn't matter that he's no dancer. She's the question, squeeze the answer.
Pay their tab, grab their coats, and they're out the door.

And in the cold, grey morning after the thrill is gone and so's the laughter.
Now an awkward conversation they fumble with their names.
Neither one is satisfied yet but pretty soon they'll be back trying along with all the grown-up kids a-playing Night Games.

Talking and a dancing. Night Games.
One night romancing the names may change but the moves stay the same they're playing Night Games.
Lonely people playing Night Games.
Takes two players playing the names may change but the rules stay the same they're playing Night Games. (night games, night games) [repeat and fade]