Renee Olstead - Meet Me Midnight
Meet me midnight, thats when things get nice.
My place midnight don't forget the ice.
Don't look for me in the light of the day,
I wait till midnight to come out and play
Meet me midnight, oh thats my paradise.
Meet me Midnight, oh baby you can be my guest.
Just make it midnight oh you fill in the rest.
Some rise at sunrise and think it's a wow.
Thats very nice if your milking a cow.
Not me, Midnight thats when it's the best.
Hit it!
Oh baby!
Meet me at midnight, that's my time of the night, see ya, see ya at midnight.
Wine and candlelight.
Some like to rise at the crack of the dawn.
I tried it once and the dawn was a yawn.
Meet me at midnight, we'll start the new day right.
I dig when midnight rolls along,
And there's a fella that's goin' strong.
Poor Cinderella, she had it wrong.
Midnight, that's the name of this song.
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Rosemary Clooney -- Blues In The Night
My mama done tol' me when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, "Son
A man'll sweet talk and give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's done
A man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night"
Now the rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train's a callin', whooee
My mama done tol' me
Hear dat lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee!
My mama done tol' me, a-whooee-ah-whooee
Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin'
Back th' blues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide it's light
When you get the blues in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing
The saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong
And he's right
From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide it's light
When you get the blues
Blues in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing
The saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong
And he's right
From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow, winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night
Yes, babe, only, only blues in the night
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