Midnight, one more night without sleeping,
Watching till the morning comes creeping.
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping?

There's an old piano
And they play it hot behind the green door;
Don't know what they're doing
But they laugh a lot behind the green door.
Wish they'd let me in
So I could find out what's behind the green door.

Knocked once, tried to tell them I'd been there;
Door slammed, hospitality's thin there.
Wonder just what's going on in there.

Saw an eyeball peeping
Through a smoky cloud behind the green door;
When I said "Joe sent me"
Someone laughed out loud behind the green door.
All I want to do
Is join the happy crowd behind the green door.

Midnight, one more night without sleeping,
Watching till the morning comes creeping.
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping?

Green door what's that secret you're keeping?

Green door!

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