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Now girls, I like most kinds of guys
But there’s one type that I do despise
He’s the one that’s hanging around
When your heart is a-feeling low down
He’s always the first in line
With some sweet talk and a bottle of wine
He’s the keeper of a broken heart
He never finishes what he starts
Beware of the Midnight Caller
He’s a real low-baller
Just an ambulance chaser
He’s a mind eraser
Girls, don’t you be fooled
He got no respect for the rules
Every opportunity he sees
Is just a chance to get something for free
He preys on the hearts that are broken
With words that are gently spoken
Smooth, with all of the moves
He want to get down into your groove
Beware of the Midnight Caller
He’s a real low-baller
Just an ambulance chaser
He’s a mind eraser
Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
He’s the Midnight Caller
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