Alright, boys. This really needs to have that "live" 
feel.
We've gotta make them- we've gotta fool everyone into 
thinking they're really in the studio together
Playing one of our favorite tunes from the 80s.
She'll only come out at night: a lean and hungry type.
Nothing is new. I've seen her here before. Watching and 
waiting,
Ooh, she's sitting with you; but her eyes are on the 
door.
So many have paid to see; what'd you think, you'll get 
it for free?
The woman is wild: a she-cat tamed by the purr of a 
jaguar.
Money's the matter; if you're in it for love, you ain't 
gonna get too far. (hahahaha)
(Whoa oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew 
you up.
(Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater.
(oh, oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew 
you up.
(oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater.
Well, I wouldn't if I were you. I know what she can do.
She's deadly, man. She could really rip your world 
apart.
Mind over matter: ooh, the beauty is there, but a beast 
is in her heart. (oh-oh)
(Oh oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew you 
up.
(Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater.
(Oh oh, here she comes) she'll only come out at night. 
(ooh ooh ooh ooh)
(Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater, maneater.
Ooh, she'll chew you up.
(Oh oh, here she comes) watch out! She's a maneater.
Here she comes.
Excuse me;
Are you Oates?
Why, yes.
As a matter of fact, I am Oates.
Now look what you made me do.