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