Lyrics:

Could be sitting on the left of you
Ooh you'd be looking straight ahead
If I was adrift right across from you
You still would cut me dead
I've had better deep discussions with this plate of soft-shelled crab
(yes I have)
I put some spice in your ice
You give me blues in the stew
I give you catfish jumping
You give me all this work to do
Who's got the check on this hot dinner?
Who's got the tabs on the crab?

Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town
Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down
On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall
But all this cut out for me to do
Another night in the wilderness of you

I am drinking you with my eyes
You're looking at the gray beyond my bib
I go weak-kneed at the suggestion of you
What's wrong with the cut of my jib
Is there a lobster in the offing or just a fifty dollar check

Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town
Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down
On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall
All this cut out for me to do
Another night in the wilderness of you

Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town
Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down
On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall
But all this cut out for me to do
Another night in the wilderness of you
Another night in the wilderness of you
Another night in the wilderness of you
Another night in the wilderness of you

-Benjie Putnam (bputnam@midd.cc.middlebury.edu