What the What

We goin־ out tomorrow, gonna do it right Celebrate the fact that we're still alive In that case, we better make it tonight I'll drink for us all and you can drive My mojo working, I paid my dues I'm gonna break out my dancing shoes I'm gonna do what I do best I'm gonna spend my money till there's nothing left So bad I've been so bad I've been so bad What the what happened to you last night? Every bar in London had an old Joanna And cats who could play rock and roll piano No one cared a few teeth gone missing Everybody got up to sing Five string guitars and old skin drums On a river boat shuffle, bunch־a drunken bums No way of knowing when the temperature dropped The moment was hot, there was no time to stop So bad We were so bad We been so bad What the what happened to you last night? Long, tall, Sally and short, fat, Dave Arms and legs going every-ways They didn't care about shape or size The fever of love was in their eyes Called every bad name under the sun They did the same to us, we was just having fun He went up and she went down It didn't really matter, they just went to town So bad They were so bad They been so bad What the what happened to you last night? I was so bad I been so bad I been so bad What the what happened to you last night?