Lyrics:

This town shuts down too damn soon (we don't like it, we don't like it) No dancin' room and no saloon (we don't like it, we don't like it) Got the itch, gotta scratch Man there's just one catch 2 a.m. ain't good enough for me If you want to know the score When you're steppin' out the door Grab the cash, forget the old id Just hang with me and you'll be singin' Whoa, everybody knows If you're thirsty after three Got to talk to mister lee Now lee's a big ole' cat With a big ole' baseball bat All he wants is plenty dough-re-mi Now the kids they wanna ball And they hate to hear last call Time to go and check on mr. lee And we'll find a place where we can sing out Whoa, everybody knows Well if you're thirsty after three Got to talk to big boss lee