Music: Bobby Sheehan

Lyrics: John Popper



Step in from the rain

It's the nightingales on 2nd Avenue and I can't complain

It's a busy night

The regulars know me but all the same they decide I'm alright

Whiskey hit me fast

Don't mess with that stranger over there he'll do the same & you both may last



No I won't regret

The air is thick and wet

With defense & desire



Little girl what you doing here

Don't mess with that vampire in the corner who beckons you near

Are you waiting for the band to play

It's too loud in here for words but those staring eyes have much to say

If you meet those eyes in fun

Could be trouble for you if you don't back up what you've begun



No I won't regret

The air is thick and wet

With defense & desire



Gonna run the show someday

Gonna buy this bar and everything in it and run it all my way

Talk to you about it till dawn

Tell you all my plans and twisted dreams until the blow is gone

By providence I'm sent

Into this unsuspecting tavern to build and feed on your discontent



No I won't regret

The air is thick and wet

With defense & desire