Intro and verses: |
Did you hear about the Midnight Rambler? |
Everybody got to go |
Did you heard about the Midnight Rambler, |
The one that shut the kitchen door? |
He don't give a hoot of warning |
wrapped up in a black cat cloak |
He don't go in the light of the morning |
He's split, the time the cook'rel crows |
At the next Verse: |
Talkin' 'bout the Midnight gambler, |
The one you never seen before |
Talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler |
Did you see him jump the garden wall? |
Sighin’ down the wind so sadly |
Listen and you’ll hear him moan |
Well I’m a talkin’ bout the midnight gambler |
Everybody got to go |
Did you hear about the midnight gambler? |
Well, honey, it's no rock'n'roll show |
Well I'm talkin' 'bout the Midnight gambler, |
The one you never seen before |
Oh, don't do that oh, don't do that x16 |
Well you heard about the Boston |
It's not one of those |
Well, talkin' 'bout the midnight shhh |
The one that closed the bedroom door |
I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger |
The knife-sharpened tippie-toe |
Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler |
You know, the one you never seen before |
So if you ever meet the midnight rambler |
Coming down your marble hall |
Well he's pouncing like proud black panther |
Well, you can say I, I told you so |
Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler |
Play it easy, as you go |
I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows |
Put a fist, put a fist through your steel-plated door |
Bridge: |
x2 |
Did you hear about the midnight rambler |
He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall |
And did you hear about the midnight gambler |
And did you see me make my midnight call |
And if you ever catch the midnight rambler |
I'll steal your mistress from under your nose |
I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger |
I'll stick my knife right down your throat, baby |
And it hurts! |