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