Ms. Wonderful by Terence Kumpf

Ah well the pubs are lettin’ out
all the faces full of doubt.
Eyes that scan the crowd
and I see you standing there.
Two lonely hearts on the singles prowl,
damaged goods wondering how
to score a little comfort from the wind and the rain.
Now some agree to coffee,
emails exchanged on napkins.
Nice to meet you, hope to see you,
and the night closes too soon.

Bartender says, what’s you poison?
Beer or wine and I’m feelin’ fine.
What’s the damage, whole lotta nothin’,
and my hopes are runnin’ dry.
Now we’re sharin’ a cup of joy
with strangers and new found friends.
They don’t ask questions, yo, ‘cause you know they know,
the answers will never end.
Now across the room the juke box is weepin’ a sad old tune
for broken lovers who know now this song has come too soon.

Where are you Ms. Wonderful?
Where are you Mr. Right?
It’s another, it’s another long walk home tonight.
Where are you Ms. Wonderful?
Where are you Mr. Right?
It’s another, it’s another long walk home tonight.

(break)

Where are you Ms. Wonderful?
Where are you Mr. Right?
It’s another, it’s another long walk home tonight.
Where are you Ms. Wonderful?
Where are you Mr. Right?
It’s another, it’s another long walk home tonight.

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