Lyrics

I’m going down to the BWS,
where I’ll get my fill for the night,
and take it on home and down a couple of reds
and I’ll tell my woman she’s out of sight.
I don’t intend to solve the world’s problems,
I’m just here on a Friday night,
just hand me that Cabinet Sauvignon
and I’ll leave on the porch light for you.
Oh yeah - for you,

So I went on up to spiritual street,
where they, talk with the mystic tongue.
They buy coloured stones and read coloured cards
and they believe that they are the one.
Who knows you who reads you and who can tell you,
just what you need to get done,
If you want to go down that street you should,
believe you are the one.
Oh yeah
(Ohh Say where you going with that, you know it,
I’m just the Jungle Cat - come on)

Some people say that I’m a sexual dynamo.
A Honky Tonk Rock N Roll Man.
A Hunk a Hunk a burn’n love,
who knows you, and reads you can tell you just what you need to get done,
just hand me that Cabinet Sauvignon and I’ll leave on the porch light oh yeah.

Well come on.