Bats in My Pants

Hanging at the mausoleum

A kinda "from dusk to dawn" titty bar... (titty bar)

The booze is cheap, the music great

And 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 is all over me, her booty on my lap

I love watching you watching me watching you

Time stands still when you dance

I've got bats in my pants,

Let's get down to business, no detours

I've got bats in my pants,

I wonder what you have in yours?

I am like the big bad wolf

Hungry for little red riding-hood,

The temptation in her eyes,

Her wet lips tells me, she is up to no good

The way she moves, the way she twists

And wiggle her own body around the 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've got bats in my pants,

Let's get straight to business, no detours

I've got bats in my pants,

Show me what you have in yours

I've got bats in my pants....Oh baby give me one more dance