Talk to me — want my love.
Talk to me — but not that stuff
You ain't get enough using my love.
You call for me
again l see.
In the heat of the night —
You lose control and sell your soul
I lose control in the heat of the night –
It's much too late to leave the trade –
But I can't stand it anymore –
You lose your heart and sell your soul —
I lose control in the heat of the night –
In the heat of the night —
Talk to me — want my love.
Talk to me — but not that stuff
Who's on my side losing my pride?
You call for me
again I see.
In the heat of the night — . . .
In the heat of the night —
In the heat of the night — . . .
You lose your heart and sell your soul –
It's much too late to leave the trade —