Rolling Stones live from the Marquee Club 1971
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!"