ooh alright i ain t trying to be your lover i m just trying to be your man of the night laying low and undercover baby i m steady staying out of sight too many days too many nights too much of nothing in a place i don t belong you can rest your head on my shoulder till the morning comes cause everybody wants to be loved and everybody wants to be touched woah and everybody is looking for a fix a little reason to exist so tonight girl let s call it what it is alright call it what it is i ain t trying to be no prophet on some puppet for the political man i m just chasing down a dream to the beat of an american band and if the way i m living might seem wrong i wanna be right yeah all i know right now girl is i want you tonight woah and everybody wants to be loved everybody wants to be touched woah and everybody is looking for a fix a little reason to exist so tonight girl let s call it what it is alright we ll call it what it is i ain t trying to be your lover i m just trying to be your man of the night everybody wants to be loved woah and everybody wants to be touched everybody is looking for a fix so come on lay it on these lips yeah tonight girl let s call it what it is  oh that s right call it what it is woah we re just two lost souls looking for a fix it s all good it s all good all right