You give yourself away every working day
Put up a strong defense... about your innocence
You dance center stage your heart's an open page
So baby don't keep me... in suspense
I've seen your kind before like a revolving door
Round the truth you spin... baby what you holding in
Got a hungry look like you wrote the book of secrets
At the stroke of midnight
Take a crazy ride I wanna get inside your secrets
At the stroke of midnight
When the clock strikes twelve you gotta show and tell
You better leave no doubt let it all... hang out
Oh you want to give it up gonna strut your stuff
Gonna burn down your door to your... candy store
What's all the mystery what is it can't see
I'm coming ready or not
Open up and show me what you got
Got a hungry look like you wrote the book of secrets
At the stroke of midnight
Ah you can't run and hide
I wanna get inside your secrets
At the stroke of midnight
Yeah I wanna take the fall oh baby show me all your
Secrets... at the stroke of midnight
Oh you got a hungry look
Oh whoa... come inside, take a crazy ride
With those secrets at the stroke of midnight
Vocals: Joe Lynn Turner
Guitars: Karl Cochran
Bass: Bob Held
Drums Michael Cartellone
Keyboards: Gary Corbett