Walking in this hotel, and finding whiskey bar
Sitting in wooden stool, and ordering a drink
Seeing the crowded zone, laughter and smiling rink
While observing one thing; the ginger, the bright star

I can't help to stare her, and following her curves
A beauty among men, she must be a great catch
Looking at her left hand, and no rings are attached
Trying to get her look through my tremendous nerves

She finally escapes, and walking for freshness
She did look back at me, and I'll ask her to sit
Cheer to her great beauty, catching name before split

I'll leave with a wide grin, as my soul was breathless
Exchanging for minutes, was better than nothing
I did get her number, after all my blushing