As you brush your shoesAnd stand before the mirrorAnd you comb
your hairAnd you grab your coat and hatAnd you walk, wet
streetsTryin' to rememberAll the wild breezesIn your
mem'ry everAnd ev'rything looks so completeWhen
you're walkin' on the streetAnd the wind catches your
feetAnd sends you flyin', cryin'Ooh-wee!The wild night
is callingAnd all the girls walk byDressed up for each otherAnd
the boys do the boogie-woogieOn the corner of the streetAnd the
people passin' byJust stare in wild wonderAnd the inside
juke-boxRoars out just like thunderAnd everything looks so
complete....The wild night is callingThe wild night is
callingCome on out and dancecome on out and make romance...