It's been a hot dark night,
And I've been stuck in the number seven train,
I'm sweatin' bullets, man,
The power outage, is driving me insane,

But when I get home to you,
I find you in bed with two,
Other guys so I beat them up.

You know I felt like a sardine,
One hundred twenty, in that damn subway,
And when I finally made it out,
Tripped over 3 rats, on the stairway.

I walked five miles to get home,
To find my girl not alone,
She had two creeps in bed with her.

So I went, out and got two models I knew,
For ménage à trois, I can play at that game too...Too, yeah,

It's been a hot, dark night,
But that's exactly, how I li-ike it,
And nine months from now,
We're gonna see a lot more births from it,

Like way back in sixty-five,
When men blanked all girls and wives,
The blackouts sure are lots of fun.
The blackouts sure are lots of fun,
The blackouts sure are fun....