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Midnight Rambler

The Rolling Stones1970年9月4日

Midnight Rambler 歌詞

Did you hear about the midnight rambler

 

Everybody got to go

 

Did you hear about the midnight rambler

 

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 the cock'rel crows

 

Talkin' about the midnight gambler

 

The one you never seen before

 

Talkin' about the midnight gambler

 

Did you see him jump the garden wall

 

Sighin' down the wind so sadly

 

Listen and you'll hear him moan

 

Talkin' about the midnight gambler

 

Everybody got to go

 

Did you hear about the midnight rambler

 

Well honey it's no rock 'n' roll show

Well I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler

 

Yeah everybody got to go

 

Well did ya hear about the midnight gambler

 

Well honey its no rock-in' roll show

 

Well I'm talking about the midnight gambler

 

The one you never seen before

 

Oh don't do that oh don't do that oh don't do that

 

Don't you do that don't you do that

 

Repeat

 

Oh don't do that oh don't do that

 

Well you heard about the Boston

 

It's not one of those

 

Well talkin' 'bout the midnight sh

 

The one that closed the bedroom door

 

I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger

 

The knife-sharpened tippie-toe

 

Or just the shoot 'em dead brainbell jangler

 

You know the one you never seen before

So if you ever meet the midnight rambler

Coming down your marble hall

 

Well he's pouncing like proud black panther

 

Well you can say I I told you so

 

Well don't you listen for the midnight rambler

 

Play it easy as you go

 

I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows

 

Put a fist put a fist through your steel-plated door

 

Did you hear about the midnight rambler

 

He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall

 

And did you hear about the midnight gambler

 

And did you see me make my midnight call

 

And if you ever catch the midnight rambler

I'll steal your mistress from under your nose

 

I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger

 

I'll stick my knife right down your throat baby

 

 

And it hurts