Alright, boys. This really needs to have that "live" feel. We've gotta make them- we've gotta fool everyone into thinking they're really in the studio together Playing one of our favorite tunes from the 80s. She'll only come out at night: a lean and hungry type. Nothing is new. I've seen her here before. Watching and waiting, Ooh, she's sitting with you; but her eyes are on the door. So many have paid to see; what'd you think, you'll get it for free? The woman is wild: a she-cat tamed by the purr of a jaguar. Money's the matter; if you're in it for love, you ain't gonna get too far. (hahahaha) (Whoa oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew you up. (Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater. (oh, oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew you up. (oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater. Well, I wouldn't if I were you. I know what she can do. She's deadly, man. She could really rip your world apart. Mind over matter: ooh, the beauty is there, but a beast is in her heart. (oh-oh) (Oh oh, here she comes) watch out, boy; she'll chew you up. (Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater. (Oh oh, here she comes) she'll only come out at night. (ooh ooh ooh ooh) (Oh oh, here she comes) she's a maneater, maneater. Ooh, she'll chew you up. (Oh oh, here she comes) watch out! She's a maneater. Here she comes. Excuse me; Are you Oates? Why, yes. As a matter of fact, I am Oates. Now look what you made me do.