Lyrics

Hanging at the mausoleum A kind of "from dusk to dawn" titty bar The booze is cheap, the music great The girls are hot, cute, dirty and bizarre The way she moves gives me the chills Hypnotized by this female booby trap I'm loaded up with dollar bills She's all over me, her booty on my lap I love watching you watching me watching you Time stands still when you dance I got bats in my pants Let's get down to business, no detours I got bats in my pants I wonder what you have in yours I'm like the Big Bad Wolf Hungry for the Little Red Riding Hood The temptation in her eyes, her wet lips Tells me she's up to no good The way she moves, the way she twists And wiggles her hot body around a pole I'm just a guy, I can't resist The power of the P, for her I'll sell my soul I love watching you watching me watching you Time stands still when you dance I got bats in my pants Let's get straight to business, no detours I got bats in my pants Show me what you have in yours