Midnight Rambler (Live)-The Rolling Stones

M. Jagger/K. Richards 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