I do my best work at midnight
Or two or three am
I stay away from the streetlights
I like the darkness on my skin

Turn around and look
Turn around and look
By hook or by crook
Turn around and

I do my best work at midnight
At midnight

It could have been me
It could have been me
Just you wait and see
It could have been
It could have been
Could have been

I always move through the shadows
I’m here and then I’m gone
Sometimes when you’re sleeping
Sometimes when you’re not at home

I see something good
I see something good

It could have been me
It could have been me
Just wait and see
It could have been
It could have been
Could have been

I come in through the window
The wolf is at the door
Never in a hurry
As I cross the kitchen floor

I love all things bright and shiny
The smell of riches in the air
I’ll first admire the Rothko
Hanging above an Onyx chair

I do my best work at midnight
Or two or three a m
I could be a total stranger
I could be your closest friend

I see something good
I see something good

It could have been me
It could have been me
Just you wait and see
It could have been
It could have been

I do my best work at midnight
At midnight