Midnight boys are outside. Scrapin' tears up off the street. Standing guard over the window. Where the lonely Linda sleeps. There's a kid named Eddie. Walks like an angel in defeat. The ashes of a romance come. Traces Linda's name in a seat. Calls. Linda will you let me be the one. Linda will you hey let me be the one. Linda will you let me be the one. Linda will you let me be the one. In a room full of contenders. Shadow boxin' Eddie's strong. Till he drops through a feigned surrender. To the canvas draped in scarves. Stole from Linda's bedroom. The night he laid at her feet. And the midnight boys were wasted. Down on King Street. He calls out. Linda will you let me be the one. Linda will you hey let me be the one. Linda will you let me be the one. Linda will you let me be the one. Midnight's base is St Mary's. Midnight boys hide from the rain. Stay with the stolen sisters. Till the streets are dry again. Talking fast cars and chrome parts. Different worlds and strange girls. Empty homes busted hearts. And kneeling with Linda in the dark. Linda will you let me be the one. Linda will you hey let me be the one. Linda will you let me be the one.