It happened on a saturday night
In a west end bar up town
Your magic greets the grand entrance doors
And everybody turns around
I watched you as you swept through the room
Like a star of silver screens
Caught my breath and
Now i no longer wish
For the girl whose in my dreams
You stole the show
A princess like you
Glides on through
On your red carpet stage
You stole the show.
In seconds i was right by your side
I introduced myself to you
I took your number i just couldn't resist
What's a man supposed to do
Supposed to do
We just knew
So you dined at table nineteen
And all the waiters crowded round
A little smile upon your face
They could see
As you looked at table three
Straight at me
Well if thieving is a part of the deal then you've been stealing for real.
Ooo you stole it from me