I wonder where you are tonight   You're probably on the rampage somewhere   You have been known to take delight   In gettin' in somebody's hair   And you always had the knack   Fade to black      I bet you already made a pass   I see a darkened room somewhere   You run your finger round the rim of his glass   Run your fingers through his hair   They scratch across his back   Fade to black      Well maybe it's all for the best   But I wish I'd never been lassooed   Maybe it's some kind of test   But I wish I'd never been tattooed   Or been to hell and back   Fade to black