| Late night, go to bed, feeling beat
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| I need to rest through the night
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| Rough day, all went wrong, very wrong
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| I need to sleep through the night
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| Lay down, dozing off, all is well
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| I start to drift into sleep
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| Then I hear a sound, eerie sound
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| Coming from the laundry basket
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| I start to yell
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| What is that smell?
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| BEWARE BEWARE!
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| Of the underwear
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| BEWARE BEWARE!
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| Don’t come near
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| BEWARE BEWARE!
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| Of the underwear
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| BEWARE BEWARE!
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| Satan’s drawers are here
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| Hamper starts to shake, making noise
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| Up flew the drawers of doom
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| Red, green, all in stripes, grandpa-style
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| And with the smell out of hell
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| Flew up from the bed, screaming loud
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| Could this just be a dream?!
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| NO WAY! |
| It is real, very real
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| Suddenly I realize it
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| I start to yell
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| What is that smell?
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| I start to yell
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| What is that smell?
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| I start to yell
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| Drawers from hell |