Good God, King of the Dogs he walks with big ideas
Slow bends, he got friends, he won't be left alone
Runs out from his big heart, the stench of debonair
So bold, out in the cold, he said he'd meet you there
With those Midnight Lovers
He's on the solid food, it's high in fibrous zip
Potent and velvet smooth, just like the suit on his hip
That tie would knock you down, one of his favourite tricks
He'll try to bring you round and find desire for those Midnight Lovers
Turn on the world and crush it under his heel
These deaf ears have fallen on your tears
Treading the line rather than grinding the wheel
If you been there you'll know how it feels
Ignorant bliss he won't believe it 'til you give him something
That carnal kerb appeal leads straight to Union Hill,
Those sounds of shaking steel give this peruser his thrill
Into the dark delights, the King will see you at will
Just wind the window down, you'll find those Midnight Lovers