We had a fight

A lover's quarrel

Angry words spoken in haste

Deep in the night

It burned out of control

And with tears streaming down our face

I slammed the door and I walked out

Swearing that we were through

Now I'm sittin in a bar

Thinkin I've gone too far

And wonderin' what I'm gonna do

Thinkin bout callin you



To my left blue collar

To my right a high dollar man

Across the bar

A smooth bartender

Who thinks I'm in the palm of his hand

Well they buy me drinks

And light my cigarette

They're all wonderin which one I'm gonna choose

My hand's on the glass

My second margarita

And my mind is on you



Well I ran away

In a moment of weakness

I couldn't hold my own

I should have stayed

Because bein together

Means more than who was right or wrong

And sittin in a room

Full of lonely faces

Yours the only one I see

If you only knew I was thinkin of you

Would ya come and rescue me

Maybe I should call and see



To my left...



I should have known

I could never get along

Outside your love

It's last call

And I'm out of cigarettes

They're all wondering what I'm gonna do

My hand's on the glass

It's my last marguerita

And my mind is on you