I’m talkin’ bout the midnight rambler An everybody got to go Well I’m a talkin’ bout the midnight gambler The one you never seen before I’m sighin’ in the wind so sadly Listen and you’ll hear me moan Well I’m a talkin’ bout the midnight rambler An everybody got to go
Talkin’ bout the midnight gambler The one you never seen before I’m talkin’ bout the midnight rambler Did you see me jump the garden wall I don’t give you a hoot of a warning Dressed up in a black cat cloak I don’t leave the light of this morning’ I split the time the cock’rel crow
I’m talkin’ about the midnight rambler Well honey it’s no rock’n’roll show Well I’m a talkin’ bout the midnight gambler An everybody got to go
Oh don’t do that, oh don’t do that Oh don’t do that, oh don’t do that Oh don’t do that, oh don’t do that Oh don’t do that, oh don’t do that
Well you heard about the Boston… Honey, it’s not one of those… Talkin’ bout the midnight… Shh… Did ya see me jump the bedroom door… I’m called a hit-n-run raper, in anger… Or just a knife-sharpened tippie-toe… Or just a shoot-em-dead, brain-bell jangler Everybody got to go
If ya ever see the midnight rambler An he’s standing down your marble hall An he’s pouncing like a proud black panther You should say that I told you so If you ever saw the midnight rambler Play it easy, easy as you go I’m gon’ smash down all your plate glass windows Put my fist through you steel-plated 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 Did you see me jump you garden wall And If you ever catch the midnight rambler Steal your mistress from under your nose Go easy with your cold-fanged anger I’ll stick my knife right down your throat, baby and it hurts