Rebel Yell (1999 - Remaster)

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on my floor
She said, "Come on baby, you 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", whoa
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's leading me to bed
What sets you free and brought you to me, babe?
What sets you free? I need you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried "More, more, more"
With a rebel yell, she cried "More, more, more", whoa
In the midnight hour "Babe, more, more, more"
With a rebel yell "More, more, more"

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 as long, just as long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the ward for you, babe
A thousand miles for you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million 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 to, just to, just to, just to, to have you here by me, 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 she cried "More, more, more"
More, more, more

Ooh yeah, little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more
Ooh yeah, little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Stevens, Billy Idol
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