Because, It's Midnite...?

Walkin' the streets, I got a feelin', It's leather tough, you betta believe it. Wakin' up late, asleep in the gutter. Breakin' the chains, you better cut me some, Cut me some...

I got the heart-heart of a lion, And the brains of a judge, why? (Because, it's midnite.) I got the heart-heart of a lion, And the brains of a judge, why? (Because, it's midnite.)

Liquid and leather, (Liquid and leather.) In equal measure. (In equal measures.) Champagne glass. (Champagne glass, champagne glass.) Mix 'em together. (Mix it, mix it.)

Sweet city sweat, vampire love, Crimson flows down from the wings of a dove. Oh, floatin' over the pavement, a guitar takes flight. I'm wearin' really tight pants! Because it's midnite.

(I got the) Heart-heart of a lion, And the brains of a judge, why? (Because, it's midnite.) I got the heart-heart of a lion, And the brains of a judge, why? All right, we're done here.