This hole in the wall where the music they play Is the kind you listen to, to wash your troubles away She sits all alone with her drink on its way Posted with her eyes closed As left to right her head sways
(Oh, so beautiful All I could think is her vive wasn't no one's I've ever seen Hi, would you mind if I take a seat?) So I sat, and as we started to chat, that's when she told me...
[Chorus] She's from Philadelphia; she grew up on the west side A one-room apartment in L.A., where she now resides Oh, Ms. Philadelphia, though we just meet tonight Can I be a part of your life?
Her favorite color's red; she has two dogs and a goldfish She says, after law school, she wants a career before kids We spoke forever on topics like religion and politics Up until the music stopped and our time was at its end
(Oh, as the lights came up ever so slow We had romanced, and I wasn't about to let it go) As I pulled out her chair so that we could leave I asked her, was it too soon to ask her 'can you spend the night with me?'
[Bridge] Ms. P-H-I-L-L-Y, can we try to do this? I hope I'm not asking to much, but Can I get a little hometown love? Ms. P-H-I-L-L-Y, let's just try to do this I hope I'm not asking to much, but Can I get a little hometown love?