They Call Me Mr. Tibbs!

IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

In the heat of the night
Seems like a cold sweat
creepin’ across my brow Yeah
In the heat of the night

I’m feelin’ motherless somehow
Stars with evil eyes
Stare from the skies
All mean and bright
In the heat of the night
Ain’t a woman yet been born
Knows how to make the mornin’ come
It’s so hard to keep control
When I could sell my soul
For just a little light In the heat of the night
In the heat of the night
I’ve got trouble wall to wall
Oh yes, I have
I repeat
I repeat, in the night
Must be an ending to it all
But hold on, it won’t be long
Just you be strong
And it’ll be all right In the heat of the night

We will hopefully wrap up In the Heat of the Night this Thursday.

There will be a Vaganza of sorts coming up, so stay tuned for more info, and have a pleasant break if we don’t meet.

Published in: on December 18, 2007 at 8:03 pm Leave a Comment