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