He weaves out words
Over 7th & A
He speaks Egyptian
And calls your nameHis blue face
Is always the same
He reached behind you and tickles the game
Anyway, there's no one left to blameAnd when he hits you
And you are down on the walk
You have your promise, your midnight promiseAnd when you scream
It comes out a squawk
You have your promise, your midnight promise
Oh, whisper you love me
Slips out of the dawn
And into an alley where the curtains are drawn
Into a room where somebody gets on youThe moaning through garages and loading docks
The walls of Soul City
And the aging clock
The camera eye is fixed and it locks on youHe closes your eyes
And he hands you a dream
You have your promise, your midnight promiseYou got the works
But, you can't afford the treat
You have your promise, your midnight promiseAnd if you make 20 dollars
You really have a time
You have your promise, your midnight promise
And all your cabs
And diamonds stand in line
You have your promise, your midnight promiseYour breathe on the window
Rings the note
You're always coughing from the smoke
And hatching children in your throatGhost hands slip
Underneath the sheets
Seems your rhythm has gone to sea
Don't push that Red Hot, it just might screamYou got a 127 ways to die
You have your promise, your midnight promise
It's such a deal
So go for the ride
And get your promise, your midnight promise
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