It wasnt the season,
It was the dress of the moon,
That had her glowing,
She wore it very well,

She was a Midnight blazer,
a pretty stargazer,
With the moon,
She loves to mellow out,
and She'll mellow you out,

Shes a sweet pleaser,
She took herself all the way there,
Shes a sweet pleaser,
She took herself all the way there,

She played her harmonica,
The way she kissed flowers,
Now shes her own jazz band,
Shes so good with her hands,

Shes a sweet pleaser,
She'll hold yours,
While gazing at another,
Her hotel suite surprise,
Was a three flower bouquet,
To her much love,
Is in itself a prize,
She'll take us all the way there,

She was a Midnight blazer,
a pretty stargazer,
A Sunday nun dreamer,
With fishnets like velvet gold,
Her hair honey in a fine bun,
She took herself all the way there,

Midnight blazer,
Midnight blazer,
yeah,
Midnight blazer,
yeah,
Midnight blazer,
yeah,
She takes us all the way there
Reynaldo Casison