From the recording Thieves of Thunder
Lyrics
(Lyrics by Damian Christian Wilburn)
Well the bar’s are all closing down at two, then it’s just me and you
You’ve been talkin’ your talk all night, now it’s time to see what you do
This ain’t gonna be no PG-13 scene
‘Cause sexual frustration, baby, just ain’t our thing
You ain’t nothin’ special
Baby, I ain’t nothin’ nice
This is only gonna last for
Just one night
With your bag of fun and a fast movin’ tongue that’ll keep you moving all night
You know it’s right, at least for tonight, ‘cause this urge you cannot fight
This is what you wanted, This is what you need
In the bathroom, with your back against the mirror and your ass propped up on the sink
Chorus
Well the party’s over when the sun comes up and I’m walkin’ out the door
I leave you lyin’ naked and asleep, sprawled out on the living room floor
This was your night of slumming, this was your night of sleaze
And this is all you’re ever gonna get, honey, out of me