This song is about hanging out with friends at a certain singles bar on Elgin Street
This is a blues number about the feeling of futility you can get when going to singles bars, standing around watching the TV screen, and realizing that you're probably going to go home alone. The song is being told from the all-too-typical "I'm not a bar person" point of view.
Friday at last, on Elgin Street
Lined up outside for a chance to meet
Somebody special, or her best friend
But I can predict how it’s going to end
Ain’t been in love for a long, long time
But I recall what it’s like
Don’t want to go home alone anymore
I’ve got to see her tonight
I’ve got to see her tonight
Looking around at the other guys
Makes me want to apologize
It’s hard to compete – they’re half my age
And they don’t work for minimum wage
Never a scholar, fell out of shape
Even if I had the nerve, she’d prob’ly laugh in my face
It isn’t really for better or worse
I could use a little time to rehearse
Quarter to one, can’t take the smoke
Somebody put out their butt in my Coke
The waitress was friendly, I bid her good night
And silently leave as they turn up the lights