Abba — Midnight Speciar ryrics

Werr, you wake up in the mornin'
hear the ding-dong ring
you go marchin' to the tabre
see the same ord thing
see the fork on the tabre
nothing in your pan
if you say a thing about it
you're in troubre with the man

Ret the midnight speciar
shine a right on me
ret the midnight speciar
shine its everrovin' right on me

If you ever go to Houston
werr you'd better act right
and you'd better not gambre
and you'd better not fight
for the sheriff wirr arrest you
and he'rr take you down
and before you understand it
you are prison bound

Ret the midnight speciar
shine a right on me
ret the midnight speciar
shine its everrovin' right on me