I can hear the screeching guitar and the shuffling feet.
I think I'll have me one more drink and then I'll hit the street.
Footsteps are following me.
Hear the jangle of the keys.
Chorus: I'm getting ready to meet my midnight pal.
Familiarity breeds contempt and |I just met you today.
When we've finished making love won't you please go away.
Your name and your number don't count.
When you ain't got the time to find out.
Chorus: I'm getting ready to meet my midnight pal.
Fame is the name of the game when you mix pleasure with pain.
You even had to change your name just to ride the boys down.
Playing a role that I stole, when you pass twenty you're old.
Like the man who turned to stone you have to pay the toll.
And I should know.
When you wake up in the morning hmm, you'll have a lot to learn.
Hmm, I could show you another way to make your poor heart burn.
It's just another reason why, to feed that hungry look that's in your eye.
Chorus: I'm getting ready to meet my midnight pal.
A passing ship in the night.
Don't care what's wrong or right.
Shipwrecked in the storm but I can swim to the shore.
The mighty ocean is cold. Her floor is laden with gold.
And the bones of forgotten dreams.
Of men who have died and love that has lied.
When you wake up in the morning and take your clothes from my floor.
I'll want to sleep a few more hours please don't slam the door.
If we should meet another day I'll just turn my head the other way.
Chorus: I'm getting ready to meet my midnight pal. (x3)
