Cocktail Conversations – Roman Alexander

It was a Monday night, I was killing time
You were sitting ’bout five seats down
With your hair pulled back, all dressed in black
You stood out in this crowd
After my first drink, you did the right thing
And slid about three seats over
You looked my way as if to say
It’s okay, boy, move a little closer
And I said

I’m an Old Fashioned, you’re a Manhattan
Sitting in a smoky downtown bar
You ever been to LA? Drove across the country
In some car that barely starts
There’s a shine in your eye
Telling me that you might just want me to take you home
At the same time, girl, I ain’t got no expectations
These are just cocktail conversations
Oh-oh, yeah

You asked me where I was from and why I got that Elvis tattoo
I said my ol’ man is an Elvis fan and my granddad was one too
I asked you why a girl like you was in here on your own
You smiled and winked, took a sip of my drink, and said, “Boy, I ain’t here alone”

‘Cause you’re an Old Fashioned, I’m a Manhattan
Sitting in a smoky downtown bar
I’ve never been to LA, or drove across the country
I don’t need to see the stars
There’s a shine in your eye
Telling me that you might just want to take me home
At the same time, boy, I ain’t got no expectations
These are just cocktail conversations
Oh-oh
Cocktail conversations

Oh, there’s no telling where this might lead
Oh-oh, I know it brought you here to me

‘Cause I’m an Old Fashioned, you’re a Manhattan
Sitting in a smoky downtown bar
You ever been to LA? Drove across the country
In some car that barely starts
There’s a shine in your eye
Telling me that you might just want me to take you home
At the same time, girl, I ain’t got no expectations
These are just cocktail conversations
Oh-oh

Cocktail conversations
Oh-oh
Cocktail conversations
Oh-oh