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Lyrics:

                                                  
Every towns got one
local watering hole
That people get pulled into
By forces unknown
They know they wanna be there
But they don’t know why
They just get drawn like a moth to that neon light
Some play with emotions
Some play with daddy’s money
Got the notion
Of maybe getting lucky
happy hour wall flowers hanging around
Till that last call comes down and they all get thrown out
Some are getting numbers
Some are acting tough
Some just play the game of love
Sweaty palms
and stolen glances
All night long waiting, waitin on chances
To swoop on in for the last slow dance song
Cuz once the lights come on they’ll all be gone
Some play with emotions
Some play with daddy’s money
Got the notion
Of maybe getting lucky
happy hour wall flowers hanging around
Till that last call comes down and they all get thrown out
Some are getting numbers
Some are acting tough
Some just play the game of love
Some-just-play, play the game of love