Tekster: Blues Traveler. Save His Soul. Defense Desire.

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 and you both may last

No, I won't regret
The air is thick and wet
With defense and 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 and 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 and desire