At the jukebox in the corner, she rolls in a quarter
Strolls back to the bar to to the tune of "Lyin' Eyes"
From his tiny solo table, feelin' lonely, feelin' labels
He watches her and he dreams of a one-night paradise

Pretty soon his mind goes searchin' for the clever line to work in
To an easy conversation and exchange of names
Tonight from Maine to 'frisco at Nashville bars or LA discos
All the grown up kids are a-playin' night games

Talkin' and a-dancin', night games
One night romancin'
The names may change, but the rules stay the same
They're playin' night games
Lonely people playin' night games
Takes two players playin'
The names may change, but the rules stay the same
They're playin' night games (Night games, night games)

The conversation is his to carry, she dodges and he parries
Time to get a little bit closer and they go to the floor
Doesn't matter that he's no dancer, she's the question, squeeze the answer
Pay their tab, grab their coats, and they're out the door

And in the cold, grey morning after the thrill is gone and so's the laughter
Now an awkward conversation, they fumble with their names
Neither one is satisfied yet but pretty soon they'll be back tryin'
Along with all the grown-up kids a-playin' night games
Talkin' and a dancin', night games
One night romancin'
The names may change, but the rules stay the same
They're playin' night games
Lonely people playin' night games
Takes two players playin'
The names may change, but the rules stay the same
They're playin' night games (Night games, night games)