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