(Dave Loggins, Don Schlitz)



We had a fight

A lover's quarrel

Angry words spoken in haste

Deep in the night

It went out of control

And with tears streaming down my face

I slammed the door and I walked out

Swearing that we were through

Now I'm sitting in a bar

Thinking I've gone too far

Wondering what I'm gonna do

Thinking about calling you



Chorus:

To my left blue collar

To my right a high dollar man

Across the bar a smooth bartender

Who thinks I'm in the palm of his hand

Well they buy me drinks

Light my cigarette

They're all wondering which one I'm gonna choose

Oh my hand's on my glass

My second margarita

And my mind is on you

My mind is on you



Well I ran away

In a moment of weakness

I couldn't hold my own

I should stay

Because being together 

Means more than who was right or wrong

And sitting in a room full of lonely faces

You're the only one I see

If you only knew

I was thinking of you

Would you come and rescue me

Maybe I should call and see



Repeat Chorus

(My third margarita)



I should of known I could never get along

Outside of your love

It's last call

And I'm out of cigarettes

They are all wondering what I'm gonna do

Oh my hand's on the glass

It's my last margarita 

And my mind is on you

My mind is on you

My mind is on you