He notices her glass is empty
He offers to make it full
She tells him that she's had plenty
Conversation's getting dull, well
He doesn't know why he's so drawn to her
Maybe it's her jet black dress or her purple socks
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks hey
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks
It's getting late her eyes are closing
Nearing the end of the fuse
He's quite upset that she's now dozing
One more biological bruise, well
He doesn't know why he's still drawn to her
Maybe it's the alcohol or her golden locks
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks hey
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks
Awakened to an empty bottle
Once again a lonely man
Visions in his mind were all dreams
All he's got is his right hand, well
He doesn't know why he was drawn to her
But their true love was shattered by his alarm clock
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks hey
Vodka martini romance
On the rocks