Could be sitting on the left of you Ooh you'd be looking straight ahead If I was adrift right across from you You still would cut me dead I've had better deep discussions with this plate of soft-shelled crab (yes I have) I put some spice in your ice You give me blues in the stew I give you catfish jumping You give me all this work to do Who's got the check on this hot dinner? Who's got the tabs on the crab? Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall But all this cut out for me to do Another night in the wilderness of you I am drinking you with my eyes You're looking at the gray beyond my bib I go weak-kneed at the suggestion of you What's wrong with the cut of my jib Is there a lobster in the offing or just a fifty dollar check Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall All this cut out for me to do Another night in the wilderness of you Another night in the wilderness shoulda been a night on the town Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down On the splendid isolation you let heavy silence fall But all this cut out for me to do Another night in the wilderness of you Another night in the wilderness of you Another night in the wilderness of you Another night in the wilderness of you