We're running close to midnight
Guys aren't even here
Guess they went to dinner
Drop in later for a beer
So we have to hold out
For an hour I guess
And then maybe there is someone
Who needs some groovy jazz

I ain't in New York City
I never touched LA
But anyway I'm groovy
Down to Zürich say
You need no more vibrations
From anywhere in town
But all that counts is only
the music of your own.

Refrain:
Please, give me that blues
In this midnight smoky club
I wanna break loose
And blues us to the top
Or babe just try to swing - and
Don't matter what but sing a thing

We're tackling all the keys
Guitar wants to dance
The room is filling slowly
We're here to take a chance
The drinks are all a chillin'
The whiskey's on the rocks
We got enough ice on fire
To blues you off your socks

Would you please be so kind to bring me some "erdnüssli"

And for me a cola light, äh, sprite light, äh no, doch besser ä cola light please...

Ruhe! Jajaaa