Billy Idol

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little Angel came pumping on the floor
She said, "Come baby I've 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, oww
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 sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What set 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, wow
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
And he lives in a his own Heaven