[Intro - Ticking clock] Clock hits twelve, I’m back again, Sneakin’ quiet, no witnesses. I tell myself I’ll just walk past… But I know that won’t last. Sittin’ there, all warm and snug, Perfect fit, like a glove. Slide it in just right, no fuss Yeah, it’s calling out to us. [Pre-Chorus] Gotta line it up just so, Nice and easy, take it slow. When it fits, you feel that spark Even better in the dark. [Chorus 1] Midnight hotdogs in a bun, You know I’m not stoppin’ at one. Soft on the outside, warm inside, Everything sittin’ just right. Midnight hotdogs, nice and tight, Best decision of the night— Say I won’t, but who am I kiddin’? I love the way they slide right in ‘em. [Verse 2] Little messy, that’s okay, That’s just part of how I play. Drip a little, laugh it off, Never been the careful type. Take a moment, get the feel, Know exactly what is real. Once I start, I lose control It’s a habit in my soul. [Pre-Chorus] Grip it firm but don’t go fast, Make the moment really last. Find that spot and hold it there You know I like a perfect pair. [Chorus 2] Midnight hotdogs in a bun, Stack ‘em up, I’m not done. One fits good, but two? That’s bold Guess I like a heavy load. Midnight hotdogs, can’t deny, Every time I tell that lie “This is it, I’m done, no more…” Then I’m reaching back for one more. [Bridge] (playful, exaggerated) Should I stop? …I really should. Will I stop? …nah, not looking good. It’s the way they fit just right— Keeps me coming back each night. [Final Chorus] Midnight hotdogs, last round now, Don’t ask questions, don’t ask how. Soft and warm, it’s hard to quit When everything just seems to fit. Midnight hotdogs, one last try… (beat) …alright, that’s another lie.
