What’s ya Gonna Say,
To A Gal Like Me
January 16, 2009

Written By: Rose Marie Rideout

I see you in the corner, sittin all alone,
Looks like you got no lover & no home,
Maybe I could be some good company,

Invite you  Honey to come home  with me.
My name is Rose & I hear they call you Fred,
Don’t make me beg, I see that you ain’t dead,
You see I need those strong arms to hold me tight,
Come on home with me, I just want ya for a night.

What’s ya  gonna say, to a gal like me,
We’ll sit & chat as we sip some cheap whiskey.
We can figure out with us just what’s wrong,
Maybe find out why we’re not where we belong.
There must be some  real lovin arms,
Out there somewhere by the way,
Searchin  for our kinda love,
To walk in their heart and stay.

You’re looking kinda a lonely,
Sittin at that table all alone,
You might find what you’re lookin for,
If you mind to follow me on home.
Why don’t you take a chance on me,
What have you got to lose,
A lonely table in a corner,
With no company and cheap booze.

Repeat Chorus

So what's ya gonna say to a gal like me,

So what's ya gonna say to a gal like me.