She lives her life behind tinted lenses
They haven't been pink in sometime
Two bedroom apartment, she's independent
Turning their heads more than twice
How will I ever forget this temptress
Well maybe just one more night
Last night you seemed out of touch
Hiding your thoughts with Patrón
When you left I asked what's the rush
What's the rush to get home
Stumble in while they're out to brunch
Drinking mimosas alone
You drink your mimosas alone
Drinking mimosas alone, alone
So close yet, so far removed
Low dose, so I'm unenthused
She just took a nap in the boardroom
Weekend warrior, getting weary too soon
Snow flakes everywhere, here we go again
It feels like in June in January
She whispers, love is temporary
Drinking mimosas alone, alone
Drinking mimosas alone, alone