Sun goes down on the silky day,
Quarter moon walking through the Milky Way
Oh, you and me, baby,
We could think of something to do.
Chorus:
It’s the right time of the night.
The stars are winking above.
It’s the right time of the night
For making love.
No use talking when the shadows fall.
Nightbird’s calling, and he says it all.
Oh, you and me, baby,
We could think of something to do.