I'm gonna ball tonight. We're gonna ball tonight. Every man is some woman's fool. Well, I can't break the rule because Way back yonder in the days of old, The men was working but not saving any dough. Then came a woman looking real cool.

He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine He looks like a cool drink of water But he's candy-coated misery He's the devil in disguise A snake with blue eyes And he only comes out at night Gives you feelings that you don't

Top Jimmy cooks, top Jimmy swings He's got the look Some friends of mine, just the other night, Went to hear this cool cat blow They say he sang so good that the roof fell in, And they didn't even stop the show They don't remember the place, but they

I am what I am A family man Mother, father, brother Walk down this road When the road gets rough I fall down In the cool of the night Don't know what's wrong But I do know what's right

Detomaso a ride away I read your letter, it said between the lines You're visitin' Mexico for an indefinite amount of time Your love for burritos has now begun to cool You need this drivin' fool to Detomaso the night away Roll Mr. Night, you know what

He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine He looks like a cool drink of water But he's candy-coated misery He's the devil in disguise A snake with blue eyes And he only comes out at night Gives you feelings that you don't

Looking for signs of life Looking for signs every night But there's no signs of life So we do it again Who did you ask? Those cool kids Stuck in the past "Where are we going?" Apartments of cigarette ash

I still think of you after all this time Do you think of me too? Just give me a sign, boy I still think of you even though you're not mine I try to play it cool, but I still think of you Remember the night you picked me up? We drove till the sun rose

For the first time again Begging baby please just stay Feeling every second of the clock tick by On an endless night The first time seeing you with someone new Dying inside trying to play it cool It don’t matter how long it’s been I’m always missing you

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter And lean a little closer You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild And when the night is almost over Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat And do a