It's midnight
Unholy powers rising
A brand new shirt and cologne
His platform shoes shine
Like brightly polished mirrors
He's going dancing, he'll boogie tonight

I can you hear Satan laughing?
We have such good times
He's got that special something in his evil eye

It's midnight
The witching hour's rising
I heard a knock at the door
Through the peephole
The Lord of Flies is waving
A bottle of Scotch he's raring to go

I can you hear Satan laughing?
We have such good times
He's got that special something in his evil eye

In his evil eye
In his evil eye
In his evil eye
In his evil eye