In Hot Pursuit - Why's My Chance?

Now I'm not a guy who'll let it show
Sittin' in the corner, just layin' low
Dressed to kill, and everything in place
You won't believe that honey came invading my space

Long legs
Dangerous eyes
Such perfect curves
And she looks so damn good
And she makes me feel funny

Now I'm not a guy who'll let it show
Gettin' a couple drinks just before the show
I carry four drinks like one, two, or three
Then the barkeep slides another frosty glass down to me

Cold as ice
Sweet bouquet
That piney bite
And it tastes so damn good
And it makes me feel funny

Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
They had to point me out again
They really sold me out, my friends

Hmmm
Now I'm not a guy who'll let it show
Just swaying to the concert in the second row
My musical tastes have come along with age
But that solo in the encore kinda rattled my cage

Killer tone
Phrasing so right
Those gorgeous notes
And it sounds so damn good
And it makes me feel funny

Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
They had to point me out again
They really sold me out, my friends
Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
Why's my chance, why's my chance
Doing that, doing that
They had to point me out again
They really sold me out, my friends

Written by:
Chase Carpenter

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