It's a gentlemen's evening, baby
That's why we're sticking around
Lord Pounder is mixing the drinks
Markus is out bringing Connie to town
We've got the best here
The finest squad of the rock elite
So kick your shoes off
And make a toast to the Swedish beat
And the music's getting faster
And the air's just full of laughter
Where are all the chicks we're after?
It's a gentlemen's evening, baby
Dave C. made a Swedish girl cry
Nicke B. just used my towel
That rag will never get dry
Bobby Lee just licked some paper
We think that's oh so sad
But it's a gentlemen's evening, baby
The best times a man can have
You wanted to come here
But you've been in town way too long
You wanted to fit in
You'll know why when you hear this song
We'd like to help you
But you better get back to Chuck's room
Cuz it's a gentlemen's evening
And here comes the sonic boom
We're gentlemen . . . yeah!
