"Wrong Way To Find Mr. Right" lyrics
"Wrong Way To Find Mr. Right"
She walks through the bar
With a bad case of lonely on her face
She's longing for love
But she ain't gonna find it in this place
'Cause someone'll hold her
He'll whisper all the right things in her ear
And he'll be right convincing
'Cause a man like that knows what she needs to hear
But that's the wrong way to find Mr. Right
She'll be lucky if he lasts through the night
Girl, don't shop for groceries when you're hungry
That's the wrong way to find Mr. Right
In a private country club
Another woman plays that same old game
She flashes her gold card
Tries to drown the lonely in champagne
Now she ain't one for waiting
She'll walk right up and ask him if he'll dance
'Cause when you need somebody
Your heart will tell your mind to take a chance
But that's the wrong way to find Mr. Right
She'll be lucky if he lasts through the night
Girl, don't shop for groceries when you're hungry
That's the wrong way to find Mr. Right
Girl, don't shop for groceries when you're hungry
That's the wrong way to find Mr. Right
- AZLyrics
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- Gene Watson Lyrics
album:
"A Taste Of The Truth" (2009)
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