Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
Stealing through the dark of night
Climbing through a window, stepping to the floor
Checking to the left and the right
Picking up the pieces, putting them away
Something doesn’t feel quite right
If you listen for the midnight rambler
Play it easy, easy, as you go
I’ll go smash down all your plate glass windows
Put my fist through your stairway doors
Well I’m a-talkin’ bout the midnight rambler
The one you never seen before
Well I’m a-talkin’ bout the midnight rambler
And did you see me jump your garden wall
She comes around here
Just about midnight
She make me feel so good, Lord
I wanna say she make me feel alright
Comes walkin’ down my street
Won’t you come to my house?
Can knock upon my door
And then she comes to my room
Now she make me feel alright
G-L-O-R-I-A
(Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A
(Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it all night
(Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it every day
(Gloria)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, so good
It begins to tell
‘round midnight, midnight
I do pretty well, till after sundown
Suppertime I’m feelin’ sad;
But it really gets bad
'round midnight
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her mem’ry?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
When the white eagle of the north is flying overhead
And the browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter, dead
Remember then the summer birds with wings of fire flaying
Come to witness spring’s new hope, born of leaves decaying
As new life will come from death, love will come with leisure
Love of love, love of life and giving without measure
Gives in return a wondrous yearn of a promise almost seen.
Live hand-in-hand and together we’ll stand
On the threshold of a dream
I bring you a song
And I sing as I go
For I want you to know
That I’m looking for romance
I bring you a song
In the hopes that you’ll see
When you’re looking at me
That I’m looking for love
I was lookin’ for love in all the wrong places
Lookin’ for love in too many faces
Searchin’ their eyes, lookin’ for traces
Of what I’m dreamin’ of
Hoping to find a friend and a lover
I’ll bless the day I discover
Another heart lookin’ for love
-“BB”-
I’m leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by
Oh me, oh my
I hope that little lady comes by
She’s absolutely wonderful and marvellous and beautiful
Anyone can understand why
I’m leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by
I’ve been thinking 'bout your kissing
Lord knows what I’ve been missing
You’re the only one who can put me in such a state
A state, oooh
Never take your love for granted
I’ll be waiting on you just like we planned it
Taking your time, I’ll sip my wine while I wait
Don’t be late
I’ll pretend that I’m kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will come true
And then while I’m away
I’ll write home every day
And I’ll send all my loving to you
Yes, it’s gonna be a cold, lonely summer
But I’ll fill the emptiness
I’ll send you all my love
Everyday in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in the summer moon above
Will I see you in September?
Or lose you to a summer love?
I’ll sing you this October song
Oh, there is no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
And each day I learn just a little bit more
I don’t know why but I do know what for
If we’re all going somewhere let’s get there soon
Oh this song’s got no title just words and a tune
No stop signs
Speed limit
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Like a wheel
Gonna spin it
Nobody’s gonna mess me around
Hey satan
Payin’ my dues
Playin’ in a rockin’ band
Hey mumma
Look at me
I’m on the way to the promised land
I’m on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
Don’t stop me
So I signed my name on number 24, yeah
The judge said, "Boy, just one more
“We’re gonna throw your ass in the city joint”
Looked me in the eye, said,
“You get my point?”
I said, “Yeah!”
Write me up a one-twenty-five
Post my name, wanted Dead or Alive
Take my license, and all that jive
I can’t drive 55!
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast
‘Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbing the almighty peace
Judge said “What you got in your defense son?”
“57 channels and nothin’ on”
Yes, Virginia, now Santa’s doing time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now, don’t you cry no more tears
He’ll be out with good behavior in 700 more years!
But now Vixen’s in therapy
And Donner’s still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the Postal Service
And they say Mrs. Claus, she’s on the phone every night
With a lawyer, negotiating the movie rights
You’re the meaning of my life,
You’re the Inspiration…