[Intro – dirty barroom piano, slow bass, tenor sax]
[Piano – lazy blues run]
[Blues Choir – low humming]
Mmmmmm…
Ohhhhhh…
[Lead – gravelly]
Last call, huh?
Well…
Lock that damn door.
[Verse 1]
Bartender’s stacking bottles,
Chairs are upside down.
Neon sign stopped buzzing,
Ain’t another soul around.
But you’re still moving slowly
Like the night’s just getting born.
That piano keeps on rolling,
And that sax sounds tired and worn.
You look at me and smile,
Slide a little closer still.
Baby, if you’re staying,
You already know I will.
[Blues Choir – low]
Lock that door…
Lock that door…
[Pre-Chorus]
Let the whole world wait outside,
We ain’t finished with this night.
Turn that old piano loose,
And leave these damn lights low.
[Chorus – slow grinding groove]
Lock that door,
Turn those lights down low.
Let that dirty piano roll,
Let that saxophone blow.
Lock that door,
We ain’t going nowhere.
Keep moving close to me
Like there’s nobody there.
[Blues Choir – powerful]
LOCK THAT DOOR!
LOCK THAT DOOR!
[Lead]
Now play that piano dirty…
[Instrumental – gritty piano and tenor sax trade phrases]
[Piano – rolling blues lick]
[Sax – raspy answer]
[Guitar – long crying bend]
[Verse 2]
Your shadow crosses mine
On that worn-out wooden floor.
Every time I think we’re done,
You pull me back for more.
Piano man’s long gone,
But his old keys still got soul.
So I lean into that rhythm
And let the midnight take control.
The Hammond hums behind us,
Bass crawling underneath.
That sax starts getting wicked
While you move against the beat.
[Blues Choir]
Ohhhhhh…
Stay awhile…
Stay awhile…
[Chorus]
Lock that door,
Turn those lights down low.
Let that dirty piano roll,
Let that saxophone blow.
Lock that door,
We ain’t going nowhere.
Keep moving close to me
Like there’s nobody there.
[Bridge – piano and bass only]
[Lead – low]
Hear those keys, baby?
Sounds like trouble.
[Piano – dirty blues lick]
[Lead]
Yeah…
That’s exactly what I meant.
[Blues Choir – humming builds]
Mmmmmm…
[Breakdown – drums crawl back in]
Black keys.
White keys.
Make that old piano moan.
Low lights.
Midnight.
We’re finally alone.
Sax cries.
Guitar bends.
Bass rolls across the floor.
[Lead]
If somebody comes knocking…
[Blues Choir – rising]
DON’T OPEN THAT DOOR!
[Instrumental – piano, sax and guitar trading dirty phrases]
[Final Chorus – full band]
LOCK THAT DOOR,
Turn those lights down low.
Make that old piano holler,
Let that dirty sax blow.
Lock that door,
Let the whole night disappear.
Keep that blues rolling slow,
And keep your body right here.
[Blues Choir – huge]
LOCK THAT DOOR!
LOCK THAT DOOR!
[Outro – dirty piano with breathy sax]
[Lead – gravelly whisper]
Last call was a while ago…
Good thing we ain’t thirsty.
[Piano – final blues chord]