The way you speak with that growl in your voice makes me think you mean what you sayHowlin' and growlin' all night long, you've been speakin' to me that waySo I saunter on over, put my tongue in your ear, I'm gonna taste what you're gonna hearIt's a lousy night for music, but a good night to talk to youDrummer is poundin' on his jungle gym drums, now the bass player, well she's way out oftune Reviewer said this was a happenin' band,well the reviewer must be a lunatic That band should just give up and quitIt's a lousy night for music, but a good night to talk to youBreak me a sock, solo port in my beer, I'll just chug-a-lug it down to get it out of hereWish my breath were the words in your lips, I'm just watchin' them tumble, it just flips me outMakes me squirm and shoutIt's a lousy night for music, but a good night to talk to youRhythm's lousy, but your legs are fine, let's say we head on out to the streetsThere ain't a God in heaven who could help that band, but I know one way to keep the beatSo I saunter on, over-wrap my thighs around your knees, you're gonna feel what I'm gonna squeezeIt's a lousy night for music, but a good night to talk to youIt's a lousy night for music, but a good night to talk to you