Midnight Prowl Songtext
von J.D. Souther

You get home
You hear the siren wail
Can′t drown out the night breeze
They're taking somebody to jail
On the midnight prowl
It happens every day
On the midnight prowl


People peeping in windows
Knocking down doors
You make a real good target in the moonlight
Lot of people hurting, a lot of people sore
On the midnight prowl
Oh, it′s shaky out there
On the midnight prowl

Now the blues in your eyes
Are just as deep as the sky
And the hollow in your heart
Is beginning to show

Oh, You get by...
But it ain't much fun
You need a lot more money to spend
You know it's easily done
On the midnight prowl
...Ah, you can do it
On the midnight prowl

Sometimes you want to cry out loud
And say, "Oh, it′s just a weeping world."