Well I'm feelin easy baby

Breezin through the blues

Bout half-sleazy baby

But who's to pick-n-choose

I got the tattoos

A pierced ear

A bottle of that rot-gut booze

Yeah I ain't Pat Boone

But I sure just as soon

Have me a pair

A抙is white buck dancin shoes

We go dancin into the darkness

With the headlights on the trees

You don't have to be up-town

To get low-down with me

Cause I'm feelin easy baby Ain't got nothin

I ain't proud to show

Hair's a little greasy baby

But it's slick-back ... under control

Out on the boulevards

In the bright lights

In your Coup de Ville

Yeah I ain't no Cadillac buyer

But I sure do admire

Your long lean chrome line

Laid back luxury ... automobile

We go drivin into the darkness

With the headlights on the trees

You don't have to be up-town

to get low-down with me

Repeat