I used to get more women than I put my hands onAnd I put my hands on more than I can getIf I knew I have to do what I used to love to doI got it back to do it on I betIt takes me all night on to do what I used to do all night longThe wild and wooly days have come and goneIt takes me all night on to do what I used to do all night longI’m not the young rooster but I was in my dayBut I still like to close on anywayI’m not the king of a chicken yard but I would keep all hens tiredTo keep ’em up and it ain’t rainy dayIt takes me all night on…