Music: Bobby Sheehan Lyrics: John Popper Step in from the rain It's the nightingales on 2nd Avenue and I can't complain It's a busy night The regulars know me but all the same they decide I'm alright Whiskey hit me fast Don't mess with that stranger over there he'll do the same & you both may last No I won't regret The air is thick and wet With defense & desire Little girl what you doing here Don't mess with that vampire in the corner who beckons you near Are you waiting for the band to play It's too loud in here for words but those staring eyes have much to say If you meet those eyes in fun Could be trouble for you if you don't back up what you've begun No I won't regret The air is thick and wet With defense & desire Gonna run the show someday Gonna buy this bar and everything in it and run it all my way Talk to you about it till dawn Tell you all my plans and twisted dreams until the blow is gone By providence I'm sent Into this unsuspecting tavern to build and feed on your discontent No I won't regret The air is thick and wet With defense & desire