Midnight on the Run

Easy Chair Just Reclining, As I Doze Off To A Sleep

Awakened By The Sound, Of My Cell Phone As It Beeps

Check The Time, Then The Text, All It Said, “Want Some Fun?”

I’ve Played This Play A Dozen Times, A Midnight On The Run

Pockets Full Of Dreams, Half A Tank Full Of Gas

Make My Way Across Town, So I Can Rub Up On Some A$$

Mach 5 Down The Freeway, Racer X Who Am I

I’m A Slave To Her Addiction, Can’t Resist The Devil’s Pie

Pull Up To The Bumper, In A Long Black Limousine

The Air Is Filled With Jasmine, As I Step Upon The Scene

Barely In The Door, And She’s Taking Off My Clothes

Tells Me She’s Expecting, A Different Groove But Same Tempo

Prepare For This All Nighter, Maybe With An Encore Show

Purple Haze In The Air, As The Ceiling Fan Just Blows

Early Morning Reminiscing, Looking Back On How Much Fun

Lord Jesus, Hallelujah, Every Prayer Is Now Undone

Pack My Bags, Brush My Teeth, Try To Beat The Morning Sun

Oh What A Time Was Had, From This Midnight On The Run