She'll Be Hanging Round Somewhere

(Damon Black)



Pour me hard liquor over soft music

At a table with only one chair

From the first lonely song till the last drop is gone

She'll be hanging round somewhere.



She may appear like an angel through a smoky crowd

Or fall in a teardrop I can't hold back now

Pour me hard liquor over soft music

And she'll be hanging round somewhere.



--- Instrumental ---



She may dance softly in the candle light

Reflecting her old mem'ries everywhere

You may find me glancing in a sparkling wine

For she'll be hanging round somewhere.



Pour me hard liquor over soft music

And she'll be hanging round somewhere.



She'll be hanging round somewhere...