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!