Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on the horn
She said, come on baby, you got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more
She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But, when you're tired and lonely she's there to be
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What set you free, I need you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hourshe cried, , more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair
I walked the march with you, baby,
Ten thousand miles for you
I dry your tears of pain,
A thousand times for you
I'd sell my soul for you, baby
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none babe,
Justa, justa, justa, justa to hear you by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour she cried, , more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more
Last night a little angel came pumping on the horn
She said, come on baby, you got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more
She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But, when you're tired and lonely she's there to be
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What set you free, I need you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hourshe cried, , more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair
I walked the march with you, baby,
Ten thousand miles for you
I dry your tears of pain,
A thousand times for you
I'd sell my soul for you, baby
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none babe,
Justa, justa, justa, justa to hear you by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour she cried, , more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more
