It's midnight and she standing on the corner Her time is money and that's fucking up the order That's right she's crossing all the borders Standing
t give a damn about no gasoline They can go to hell My friend we never thought about the world And its realities The promised land was ours We were the Great Society
place And the girls I left behind Oh, they never satisfied me, it's so true But baby, baby, you do She's the belle of eighth street High society's midnight
? [Countess:] No. [Horace:] Not the Folies Bergere?! [Countess:] No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. They are Only for Americans The midnight life in gay
that it's paradise On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day In the wee midnight hour I was parking
seen the beauty and the ugly I've seen the madness and reality Now I'm coming back, (back home) I'm coming back I've seen the high-life society I've
sleeping The camera is on from midnight till dawn so you can see me I've been living here in outer space for years and years Shut down by this so called society
It's midnight and she standing on the corner her time is money and that's fucking up the order that's right she's crossing all the borders standing in
set society We are the jet set and that means liberty, liberty The jet set society We are the jet set set, we are the jet set set Society We're on the
and Nell It was in the fresh air and we went as we were and we stayed as we were which was hell Poor Grace started singing at midnight and she didn't
I walk in the place But y'all are too scared to say shit to my face, it's [Chorus] Midnight [repeated several times] I'll come for you When the clock strikes midnight
top of society? we can see all the problems from distance your dealers out sellin all of the good shit those who are out in the alleys at midnight
-ass bank, hahahah So why don't you kick some of that shit nigga only you know how Hahahah, feel me? [Tupac] I'm barely standin And plus my secondhand say it's midnight
are takin' their stations warned we're warmed the verbal intercourse and mind fornication is on, whine, design is tight, corn burn more than blunts or oil at midnight
s insane You're going crazy cause you can't Find what you need Come on baby let me get you Get you up to speed Time to party like it's Midnight, new
that it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day In the wee midnight hour I was parking
Midnight, lights are out The path is clear, no one in sight Dark deeds in the night Who can tell, who can blame me? Shadows cover me as I sneak into y
a damn about no gasoline They can go to hell My friend we never thought about the world And its realities The promised land was ours We were the Great Society