(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Ev'ry evenin', when the sun goes down
And nobody can see me
I get my Chevy an' I cruise around
Makin' love on my CB
I say, "Breaker broker for the Wolfman, baby
We lookin' for Red Ridin' Hoods
We definitely wants to modulate
We on the side, in the woods"
That's all I want to doo-woo-woo
That's all I ever want to doo-oo-oo-oo-oo
An' she say "My, what a big pair of ears you have."
Mama wants an eighty-eight
Now the other evenin' I was all alone
Wasn't nothin' to do
I called my baby on my microphone
Says, "Hello, where is you?"
She said her twenty was a-Grandma's place
(Which is down in the woods)
I ask her do she want to modulate?
Like a good Hood should
Love me baby, hold me tight
Kiss me with your little mike
Don't you turn your squelch on me
That's all I ever want to doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo
She say, "My, what a big 10-4 you have, baby"
Mama hold your mike up tight
Daddy treat your beaver right
Gonna modulate all night