Casanova, Baby!

Do you hear that whistle wail?

I think the end is coming in

Well I’m a whole lot worse for wear

But I’m determined to slip this skin

And I know your dying for a good time

I'm dying to breathe again

Oh my my, Virginia

We could run all night

And dance upon the architecture

So come and take my hand

I'll do the very best I can for ya

I still wanna be your man

I’m still these nervous feet and heart of stone

Forget this dead mans town, I’ll take you home

And you hear me late at night

Always picking at the pieces

Sometimes nothing comes out right

And nothing is relieving

And every soul mans song

Is a night I’d like to spend with you

Just twisting the night away

But it’s past quarter to three

And it’s past the midnight hour

Mustang Sally’s left the building

And we’re so much worse without her

If I could put down this ol’ hammer

I’d take you somewhere new

Oh my my, Virginia

We could run all night

And dance upon the architecture

So come and take my hand

I'll do the very best I can for ya

I still wanna be your man

I’m still these nervous feet and heart of stone

Forget this dead mans town, I’ll take you home

Oh my my, Virginia

We could run all night

And dance upon the architecture

Come and take my hand

I'll do the very best I can

And we could run all night

And dance upon the architecture

Come and take my hand

I'll do the very best I can for ya

I still wanna be your man

I’m still these nervous feet and heart of stone

Forget this dead mans town, I’ll take you home