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