What can do, what can do, what can do, ah, what can do….?
It was a cold, cold night, and my jacket’s tight.
No-one was watching, except…
And he was walking a chance and looking for a dance,
What could I do?
It was a hot, hot night.
What can do…
And if you’re looking for a reason,
You shall not find it here.
I’ve been looking for a reason
For longer than I care to care.
And you ain’t got no reason to stay here.
But baby, it’s how it is
And I am just how I am.