B B7/A G#5 B (D D# E F#) x2 B7 Walk a mile in my tennis shoes. Tina Turner gave me the highway blues. E7 B But I, I don't love nobody but you, honey. B I'm true rat for the things I done. Second cousin to a son of a gun. E7 B I'm gonna wipe out your mama if she puts me on, honey. CHORUS: G#7 `Cause I'm a midnight creeper. Ain't gonna lose no sleep over you. C#7 When there's a nightmare, I'm there tempting you to blow a fuse. B E B7 Well there's no more sleeping when I'm midnight creeping over you. G# C#7 F#7 B B7/A G#5 B (D D# E F#) x2 Watch out honey. Watch out honey. Watch the things you do. Long haired ladies well they look so fine locked in my cellar full of cheap red wine But, I don't think those ladies they really mind honey. I still don't know why you hate me so. Little bit of fun never stopped no show. Well I, I just want to loosen up my soul honey.