Ev'ry night, when I go out to the clubs
The wrong way is the only way that I rub
I stand there oh-so still
I must be on some pill
'Cause no one wants to see that I'm alive

Ev'ry night, when I go out to the bars
People think that I just came down from Mars
I don't say anything
This is why I sing
To get these stupid feelings off my chest

Now, now

Ev'ry night, when I go out chasin' chicks
I drop a line but nothing seems to stick
I fumble for my shoes
I sing the white boy blues
I get to suffer again some other dates

Now, now

I don't say anything
This is why I sing
To get these stupid feelings off my chest
Now, now