A song I cowrote with my lifelong friend and frequent writing partner, Joe Middleton. About a girl with a musical name who owned a music venue in a little town in central Texas.

So Greg Allman
Wrote a song for you
His may be better
But I wrote one too
‘Bout sitting in this bar
With my hopes down low
Trying to ignore
What I think I know

I took a shot
And missed wide and high
Hard to hit the mark
With an uncaught eye
Now I’m just planted
By this roadhouse wall
With a thirsty heart
Waitin’ for last call

Chorus:
Hey Melissa
Do I cross your mind
Can I get your number
Can I call you sometime
It won’t take much
Just a word or two
To get me running
Straight to you

I hang my head
When you look past me
Like the dirty glass
On an old TV
But I know the story
And I love that sound
So I’ll be right here
When you come around

Chorus:
Hey Melissa
Do I cross your mind
Can I get your number
Can I call you sometime
It won’t take much
Just a word or two
To get me running
Straight to you

© Joe Middleton and Kent Newsome

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