It's a gentlemen's evening, baby That's why we're sticking around Lord Pounder is mixing the drinks Markus is out bringing Connie to town We've got the best here The finest squad of the rock elite So kick your shoes off And make a toast to the Swedish beat And the music's getting faster And the air's just full of laughter Where are all the chicks we're after? It's a gentlemen's evening, baby Dave C. made a Swedish girl cry Nicke B. just used my towel That rag will never get dry Bobby Lee just licked some paper We think that's oh so sad But it's a gentlemen's evening, baby The best times a man can have You wanted to come here But you've been in town way too long You wanted to fit in You'll know why when you hear this song We'd like to help you But you better get back to Chuck's room Cuz it's a gentlemen's evening And here comes the sonic boom We're gentlemen . . . yeah!