[Intro]
Well, all right!
All right!
Everybody got to go
(Everybody got to go)
[Verse]
Yeah, I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go
I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
A-sighin' down the wind so sadly
And dressed up in a black-cat cloak
I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler
Everybody got to go
I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
The one who got your garden wall
He don't give a hoot of a warning
And listen, and you'll hear me moan
I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go
Yеah
[Harmonica solo]
I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
The onе you never seen before
I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go
Shoot, all right
[Instrumental break]
Oh, yeah, shoo
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that
Don't do that…
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, baby
Well, well, well, well
Hey, sh, sh..
Yeah (Yeah)
Ooh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Baby (Baby)
Baby (Baby)
Baby (Baby)
Ow! Ow!
Come on, y'all, sing it
Ow!
Come on, y'all, baby
Ow!
Come on, y'all
Ow!
Ow!
Ow!
Oowwwww! Whoo!
Ow, shoo my, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Sh-yeah, la-la-luh
Just crazy..for my song
Crazy for my baby, yeah, yeah
Sure 'nough…
Crazy for my baby, yeah
Aye, aye
Oh, baby
Ah..
Well, you heard about the Boston Strangler
Well, honey, it’s not one of those
I'm talkin' 'bout the midnight…
Did you see me shut the bedroom door?
I'm called hit-and-run raper in anger
Or just the knife-sharpened tippie-toe
Or just the shoot-'em-dead, brain-bell jangler
Everybody got to go
[Verse]
If you ever see the midnight rambler
And he's pounding down your marble hall
Oh, he's a proud, black panther
What you can do, see me go
Yeah, and you're looking for the midnight gambler
Take his fist through your door
I'm gonna smash down all your ground metal door
Put my fist through your steel-plated door, yeah
Hey, ay, I, I, I, I, hey, I, I, I, hey, I, I, hey
Everybody get to go, sh
Shooter
Yeah
Well, I'm talkin' about the midnight rambler
Everybody get to go
I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
And if you ever see the midnight rambler
Steal your mistress from under your nose
I'll go easy with your cold-fanged anger
Stick my knife right down your throat
And it hurts
Oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ah, aye, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah, are you ready
Yeah for rock and roll some more
We got one, which is…
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