Midnight Creeper

Walk a mile in my tennis shoes
Tina Turner gave me the highway blues
But I don’t love nobody but you honey
I’m true rat for the things I done
Second cousin to a son of a gun
I’m going to wipe out your mama if she puts me on honey
Because I’m a midnight creeper
Ain’t going to lose no sleep over you
When there’s a nightmare I’m there
Tempting you to blow a fuse
Well there’s no more sleeping
When I’m midnight creeping over you
Watch out honey, watch out honey
Watch the things you do Long haired ladies well they look so fine
Locked in my cellar full of cheap red wine
But, I don’t think those ladies they really mind honey
I still don’t know why you hate me so
A little bit of fun never stopped no show
Well I just want to loosen up my soul honey
Watch out honey, watch out honey
Watch the things you do