Texty: HIM. Rebel Yell.

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door

Last night my little angel came pumpin' on the floor

She said, "Come, baby, I got a license for love

And if it expires, pray help 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 and brought you to me, babe

What set you free, I need you here by me





He lives in his own heaven

Collects it to go from the 7-11

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 walls for you babe

A thousand miles for you

I dried your tears of pain

666 times for you

I'd sell my soul for you, babe

For money to burn for you

I'd give you all and have none, babe

Just-a just-a just-a just-a to have you here by me