Bowling Alley Bar

Dented cars make me think of you

Sitting on a red leather stool

Drinking with your sunglasses on

In the bowling alley bar

And the sound of crashing pins

Behind us when we kissed

The night I wrecked my father's car

Behind the bowling alley bar

I'm so sorry, Donna

Sorry about your sunglasses

I didn't mean to step on them

I didn't mean to laugh when you cried

'Cause it was never a waste of time

To drink beer by your side

And watch the fallen pins

Set upright again

Skinny girls in tight red jeans

Kicking cigarette machines

That old woman all alone

Dirty dancing by the phones

Driving circles at three AM

Throwing rocks at mailboxes

You could never see the stars

With those plastic sunglasses on

But it was never a waste of time

To get drunk by your side

And watch the fallen pins

Set upright again