Rebel Yell [Live/Storytellers]

Last night a little dancer, she came a dancing to my door

Last night that little angel, she came pumping on my floor

She said, come on baby, you've got a licence for love

And if it expires, I pray help from above 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, more, more, more, more, more, more



She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg

But when I'm tired and lonely, yeah, she gives me head

I said, what set you free and brought you to me, babe

What set you free and leaved you here by me because



In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more

With a rebel yell, more, more, more

In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more

With a rebel yell, more



I live in my own heaven

I collect it to go at the 7-Eleven

Yes, I'm out all night to collect a fare

Just as long, just as long as it don't fuck up my hair



Well, I walked the ward for you, babe

A thousand miles for you

Now who dried my tears of pain, babe

A million times for you



I'd sell my soul for you, babe

It was money to burn for you, for you

I'd give you all and have none, babe

Just to, just 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, more, more, more, more



Oh yeah, my little dancer, she want more

More, more, more, more...

She want more, more, more, more, more