Last night a little dancer,
Came dancin' to my door.
Last night a little angel,
Came pumpin cross my floor.
She said: Come on baby,
I got a license for love.
And if it expires,
Bring hell from above
Because...
In the midnight hour she cried...
More more more,
With a rebel yell she cried...
More more more,
In the midnight hour babe...
More more more,
With a rebel yell...
More more more..., more more more...
She don't like slavery,
She won't sit and beg,
But when I'm tired and lonely,
She sees me to bed.
What set you free, brought you to me, babe.
What set you free, I need you here by me
Because...
In the midnight hour she cried...
More more more,
With a rebel yell she cried...
More more more,
In the midnight hour babe...
More more more,
With a rebel yell more more more!
He lives in his own heaven,
Collects it to go from the seven eleven.
Well he's out all night to collect a fare,
Just so long, just so long,
It don't mess up his hair.
I walked the ward with you babe,
A 1000 miles with you.
I dried your tears of pain,
A million times, for you.
I'd sell my soul, for you babe,
For money to burn with you.
I'd give you all and have none, babe
Just a, Just a, Just a, Just a,
To have you here by me....
Because...
In the midnight hour she cried...
More more more,
With a rebel yell she cried...
More more more,
In the midnight hour babe...
More more more,
With a rebel yell she cried...
More more more, more more more.
Uh yeah, little Baby.
She want more,
More more more more more!
Uh yeah, little Angel.
She want more,
More more more more more!
Writer(s): Steve Stevens, Billy Idol
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