Did you hear about the midnight rambler Talkin' about the midnight gambler Everybody got to go The one that shut the kitchen door He don't give a hoot of warning Wrapped up in a black cat cloak He don't go in the light of the morning He split the time

Looking for fun Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say

Midnight in Montgomery, 'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery, Just hear that whip-poor-will See the stars light up the purple sky, Feel that lonesome chill, 'Cause when the wind is right, You'll hear his song, Smell whisky in the air, He's always singin'

Are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican

Die, die, dynamite Sanctified with dynamite We are damned in the night And at midnight we come for your blood We are cursed and denied Holy lord of dynamite And at midnight forever we are

Playin' in a travelin' band I want to move Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Seven thirty seven comin' out of the sky Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand Take me

Baby, you're perfect And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like going places we can’t even

In time you will start to know Your every sweet desire Midnight and the jailer's watching Thin dime can buy a soul Midnight come and get me Justified in satisfying Justified in satisfying your every sweet desire Midnight black cat creeping

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line Leave 'em blowing in the wind, just say goodbye to you All those midnights sneaking in I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry Found it over in