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