Thursday at The Blue Note Lyrics

Well, I don't think that I know you I've never seen you here Before, although I could be wrong And though this music doesn't move me Thrill or even soothe me I think I might dance to just this one song
Is that your brother dancin' with you? He's giving me some funny looks I thought you says, "You were on your own" Look, I know I'm no oil painting But my face doesn't need rearranging And I'm quite attached to all my bones
This isn't the way things were meant to be Now he's waiting outside with his mates for me {Thursday at Blue Note}