And now begins the throbbing beat and primitive chant...

Wild Thing,
You make my heart sing
You make everything grooooovy.

Wild Thing
I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure.
Come on and hold me...
You move me...

The crowd bursts into song from the tabletops as Rick saunters into the spotlight...
Sorry. I saw it in a movie once. Seemed to work. I'll be quiet now.