Lyrics Clay Walker – Napkin

I said I got a chair with your name on it right there
By the way girl, what’s your name?
There’s an empty glass hangin’ up on the bar rack
Girl tell me what’s your drink

I was tryin’ to think real fast
Tryin’ to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
But I said the first thing on my mind

Here’s a pen for the napkin
Napkin for the number
Number for the call girl
I don’t wanna wonder
What I’d be missing on
If you kept walkin’ on

So how ’bout a chance girl
How ’bout a dance girl
Got my lips sayin’ things I don’t understand girl
Then you looked down at the napkin
And handed me your phone and started laughin’

I put my number in
Then you said you gotta roll with your friends
But maybe we could do us a shot
Tell me ’bout yourself
Maybe somethin’ else
Yeah I might never would have thought

And then the speakers started blarin’ that song
You grabbed my hand and said «boy, now it’s on»
And I was thinkin’ «Thank God»
That I had that stupid-ass pickup line

Here’s a pen for the napkin

I was tryin’ to think real fast
Tryin’ to get your attention before you walked right past
It might have been a little old school
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Here’s a pen for the napkin
Napkin for the number
Number for the call girl
I don’t wanna wonder
What I’d be missing on
If you kept walkin’ on
So how ’bout a chance girl
How ’bout a dance girl
You got my lips sayin’ things I don’t understand girl
You looked down at the napkin
And now we’re lookin’ back and still laughin’