midnight Can you hear me call? Can you hear me well? Can you hear me at all? Calling sister midnight Well, I?m an idiot for you Calling sister midnight
What happened to Zeke? He's dead on Jones, man How about Dave? O.D'd on alcohol Oh, what's Rock doing? Oh, he's living with his mother What about James
Well the day begins you don't want to live 'Cause you can't believe in the one you're with 'Cause you know her tricks and you know her past When she makes
Baby, don't you cry Baby, I'll sing you a lullaby We're walking down the street of chance Where the chances are always slim or none And the intentions
Before you go do me a favor Give me a number of a girl almost like you With legs almost like you I'm buried deep in mass production You're not nothing
Sister Midnight Can you hear me call Can you hear me well Can you hear me at all Calling Sister Midnight I'm an Idiot for you Calling Sister Midnight
: Baby, don't you cry Baby, I'll sing you a lullabye We're walking down the Street of chance Where the chance is always Slim or none And the intentions
: I couldn't escape this feeling With my China Girl I'm just a wreck without My little China Girl I'd hear hearts beating Loud as thunder See the stars
: Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're what's happening Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're an ice machine We see people brand new people They
: Things have been tough Without the dum dum boys I can't seem to speak The language I remember how they Used to stare at the ground They looked as if
: Well the day begins You don't want to live 'Cause you can't believe In the one you're with 'Cause you know her tricks And you know her past When she
: Before you go Do me a favour Give me a number Of a girl almost like you With legs almost like you I'm buried deep in mass production You're not nothing
: Fun hey baby we like your lips Fun hey baby we like your pants all aboard for funtime Fun Hey, I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run
Baby, don't you cry Baby, I'll sing you a lullabye We're walking down the Street of chance Where the chance is always Slim or none And the intentions
I couldn't escape this feeling With my China Girl I'm just a wreck without My little China Girl I'd hear hearts beating Loud as thunder See the stars
Things have been tough Without the dum dum boys I can't seem to speak The language I remember how they Used to stare at the ground They looked as if
Fun hey baby we like your lips Fun hey baby we like your pants all aboard for funtime Fun Hey, I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run
Before you go Do me a favour Give me a number Of a girl almost like you With legs almost like you I'm buried deep in mass production You're not nothing
