Talk to me - want my love. Talk to me - but not that stuff. You ain't get enough using my love. You call for me again I'll see. In the heat of the night - You lose control and sell your soul - I lose control in the heat of the night - It's much too late to leave the trade - But I can't stand it anymore - You lose your heart and sell your soul - I lose control in the heat of the night - In the heat of the night - Talk to me - want my love. Talk to me - but not that stuff. Who's on my side losing my pride? You call for me again I'll see. In the heat of the night - . . . In the heat of the night - In the heat of the night - . . . You lose your heart and sell your soul - It's much too late to leave the trade -