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 gonna wipe out your mama if she puts me on honey
'Cause I'm a midnight creeper Ain't gonna 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
