"In the Midnight Hour"

Posted on Fri May 26th, 2023 @ 7:55am by Senior Chief Petty Officer Fernando De La Rosa [Taylor]

Mission: Karaoke
Location: Common Tent
Timeline: MD6
506 words - 1 OF Standard Post Measure

After Tristi had wowed the crowd, Fernando smiled at Heather and made his way up to the stage, took a seat on the stool and picked up the mic. He cued up the music and as the rocking, upbeat music filled the tent he began to sing. Bobbing and bouncing and totally getting into the song.

Fernando loved to sing and it showed as he belted out the song. It's upbeat, fast tempo filling him with a nervous energy as he sang and truly enjoyed himself. Whoever had found the karaoke machine and came up with idea should get a medal. He thought as he stopped singing briefly as music played and then he started again.


Last night a little dancer, she came dancing to my door
Last night, that little angel, she came pumping on my floor
She said, "Come on, baby, you got a license for love
And if it expires, I pray help from above"
Because
In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more
More, more, more!
She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely, yeah, she gives me head
I said, "What set you free and brought you to me, babe?"
"What set you free? I need you here by me"
Because
In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more, yow!
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell
More
I live in my own heaven
I collect it to go at the 7-11
Yes, I'm out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long as it don't fuck up my hair
I walked the ward for you, babe
A thousand miles for you
Now who dried my tears of pain, babe?
A million times for you, for you
I'd sell my soul for you, babe
What's money to burn for you, for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Justa, justa have you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more, yow!
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell more
More, more, more!
Ooh yeah, my little dancer
She want more
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more
She want more
More, more, more, more
Yeah!

As the song finished, Fernando smiled to the crowd and specifically Heather. He placed the mic on the stool for the next singer and moved back to where Heather sat a bright smile on her face.

"Did you like it?" He asked. Her answer was simple but exquisite as she kissed him leaving no doubt what she thought of his performance. Fernando blushed and grinned happily. As long as he made Heather happy, all was right with the universe, and he had no complainants.