Bats in My Pants

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