MET YOUR MOMMA AT A SATURDAY DANCE
Dedicated to all you guys out there that had to walk across a dance floor and ask a girl to dance.
BARRY & THE BOOMERS
Chapter 1
Madison Square Garden 2015
Eighteen th
Story behind the song
Story about HOW I met your Momma at a dance.
Lyrics
I MET YOUR MOM
ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
I WAS DRESSED TO KILL
AND DOIN IT ALL RIGHT
SHE WAS A PRETTY LITTLE THING
AND SITTIN ALONE
I WAS KINDA SHY
GETTIN READY TO GO HOME
SUMMONED ALL MY NERVE
GOT UP FROM THAT CHAIR
TOOK A DEEP BREATH
AND TRIED TO FIX MY HAIR
AS I STARTED TO MOVE
MY FEET FELT LIKE LED
THEY WERE STUCK TO THE FLOOR
I WISHED I WAS DEAD
DO YA WANNA DANCE
I’M NOT REAL GOOD
BUT I THINK I’LL TAKE A CHANCE
HAD MY EYE ON YOU ALL NIGHT LONG
THEY JUST SAID IT’S THE LAST SONG
DO YOU WANNA DANCE
I STARTED MY WALK
ACROSS THAT FLOOR
ONE EYE ON HER AND
ONE ON THE DOOR
I WAS PETRIFIED
WHAT WOULD I DO
IF SHE TURNED ME DOWN
I WOULD FEEL REAL BAD
JUST LIKE A CLOWN
I WAS ALMOST THERE
SHE WAS LOOKIN AT ME
I WAS SWEATIN LIKE A PIG
HOPE SHE COULDN’T SEE
I LOOKED DOWN AT HER
TOLD HER MY NAME
THEY ANNOUNCED THE LAST SONG
AND THAT’S WHY I CAME
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE......
IT’S NOT EASY BEIN A GUY
HAVE TO MAKE A MOVE
FEELS LIKE YOUR GONNA DIE
IT’S NOT EASY CALLIN ON THE PHONE
HOPING SECRETLY SHE’S NOT HOME
