Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Brush your hair, clean your dentures, it's time for new adventures,
My toupee's on and I'm ready for romancing,
Come on, pretty baby, let's go a little crazy,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Ain't nothing we can't handle, let's create a little scandal,
Don't look surprised, dear,
All I'm asking: 'Are you game to take a chance, put the ants back in our pants'
Maybe win a ribbon when we cut the rug'
Do the Nasty Nellie or the Jitterbug'
Skinny dip in Springfield'
Pull a heist in Edwardsville'
Moon a cop, count the stars, put the kids back in the will''

The cows come home when I see you in your muumuu,
You're the apple in my strudel,
The kit in my caboodle,
It's time to shift some gears, get our engines out of neutral,
Give the wheel a spin,
Throw all caution to the wind,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Turn up our hearing aids and spike the lemonade,
Pretend I'm filthy rich, young, and handsome,
We'll ignore all convention, release some hot conviction.

The hour's late and time is holy,
You're still my girl, my one and only.

Whistling past the graveyard,
I think we're safe for now,
And as long as we're not helpless, baby, let's help ourselves to everything'everything that God allows.
We'll teach those young punks just what class is,
Honey, you still fog my glasses.

Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing,
Our night to howl, time to go dancing.