Well the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

Don't they all

Begin to look

Like movie stars

Well the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

When the change

Starts takin' place

It puts a glow

On every face

Of the fallen angels

Of the back street

Bars

If I could rate 'em

On a scale

From one to ten

Lookin' for a nine

But eight

Could work right in

A few more drinks

And I might slip

To five

Or even four

But when tomorrow

Mornin' comes

I wake up

With a number one

I swear

I'll never do it

Anymore

Don't the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

Well they all begin

To look

Like movie stars

Oh the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

And when the change

Starts takin' place

It puts a glow

On every face

Of the fallen angels

Of the back street

I don't mean

To criticize

The girls at all

'cause I'm no

Robert redford

Even overhauled

But we all picture

In our minds

A girl that looks

Just right

Grrrrr

Ain't it funny

Ain't it strange

The way a man's

Opinions change

When he starts

To face

That lonely night

Well don't the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

Well they all begin

To look like

Movie stars

Well don't the girls

All get prettier

At closin' time

When the change

Starts takin' place

It puts a glow on

Every face

Of the fallen angels

Of the back street

Bars

The fallen angels

Of those back street

Bars