Midnite Child

Chapman It seems never ending the way she weave her spell There's no protesting she does it oh so well With her eyes dancing fire and her legs slipping round Sneaks up round my backbone she leaves without a sound CHORUS She comes on like a gypsy, her baubles and her guiles Hair falls down in ringlets, she hold this midnite smile And even standing naked -something left to hide The only explanation, she's just a midnite child. She talks of absent lovers in the same breath new found friends Comes tome at midnite bringing mystery to my bed She'll be gone 'fore the morning, before the night time disappear Sneaks up from the bedclothes and leaves without a tear CHORUS She comes on like a gypsy, her baubles and her guiles Hair falls down in ringlets, she hold this midnite smile And even standing naked -something left to hide The only explanation, she's just a midnite child.