As you brush your shoes

And stand before the mirror

And you comb your hair

Grab your coat and hat

And you walk, wet streets

Trying to remember

All the wild night breezes

In your memory ever.

And everything looks so complete

When you're walking out on the street

And the wind catches your feet

Sends you flying, crying.

The wild night is calling.

And all the girls walk by

Dressed up for each other

And the boys do the boogie-woogie

On the corner of the street.

And the people, passing by

Stare in wild wonder

And the inside juke-box

Roars out just like thunder.

And everything looks so complete

When you walk out on the street

And the wind catches your feet

And sends you flying, crying.

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling.

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling.

Come on out and dance

Come on out and make romance

Come on out and dance

Come on out, make romance.

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling.