Ev’ry Night

Ev’ry night when I go out to the clubs

The wrong way is the only way that I rub.

I stand there oh so still.

I must be on some pill

‘Cause no one wants to see that I’m alive.

Ev’ry night when I go out to the bars

People think that I just came down from Mars.

I don’t say anything.

This is why I sing

To get these stupid feelings off my chest.

Now, now.

Ev’ry night when I go out chasing chicks

I drop a line, but nothing seems to stick.

I fumble for my shoes.

I sing the white-boy blues.

A ghetto sucker gets some of the dates.

Now, now.

I don’t say anything.

This is why I sing

To get these stupid feelings off my chest.

Now, now.