Let’s give ’em a moon, un huh,
Let’s shine ’em with pride—
Exhibit the cleavage not in
Titties but backsides.
Get ’em out tonight, buns
Around the brown eye.
Dark’s the time to show ’em
Off, the moonlight hind.

Let’s give ’em a moon, un huh,
Let’s shine the backside,
Surprise those in the sedate world
Then laugh after they’ve spied.

Button flies open,
It’s the time to bare hide
And exhibit, post-strippin’,
Ogled moonlight hind.

Let’s give ’em a moon, un huh,
Get bright the backside.
Those who glance up might scold us
“Get that ass back in!” They’d chide.

Seeing the buns view
They’d watch open-eyed,
Calling out for lawmen
To stop moonlight hinds,
Gazed-on moonlight hinds.

“Come on, crazies, gonna take a little ride
Downtown where you will abide
In a cell real close,
Cell real tight.
Crazies who clown ’round spend night
Down town, lock down, drawers down.”