| You really want to freak me out, now dontcha'
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| Dontcha' turn off the lights
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| A chill is in the air, I know we’re gonna'
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| Gonna' bump in the night
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| A shiver down my spine won’t keep me from it
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| Cause I’m here for the scare
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| A spooky kind of crazy, doesn’t cut it
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| You bitches better beware
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| Yeah!
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| You’re giving me the creeps
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| You’re giving me the creeps
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| You-you, you-you
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| Woah-ooh, woah-ooh
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| A ghost is at the door, I hear him knockin'
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| And he’s knockin' for me
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| The mummy’s out the tomb, and there’s no stoppin'
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| C’mon I’m ready to scream
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| The zombies in the room are gonna' eat up
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| Gonna' eat up our brains
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| No way to run and hide, they’re gonna' find us
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| Let’s give em' all they can take
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| Yeah!
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| Creeps, creeps
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| Creeps, creeps
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| You’re giving me the creeps
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| You’re giving me the creeps
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| And Dracula goes, «I vant to suck your blood»
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| And the witch goes, «Yak-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka!»
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| And the zombie goes, «Ehhhh-uhhhhh»
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| And the mummy goes, and the mummy goes…
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| I don’t know what the hell a mummy sounds like!
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| Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha sorry! |