| Fe Fi Fo Fum, I can feel the presence of someone,
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| Somebody been sleepin' in my bed,
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| Somebody been sittin' in my chair.
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| Cigarettes in the ash tray, and I don’t even smoke.
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| Someone’s been drinking my best booze, I can tell 'cause the seal is broke.
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| I left my bedroom slippers last night at the foot of my bed,
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| And now they’re in my living room, and my bed was left unmade.
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| Somebody been sleepin' in my bed,
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| Somebody been sittin' in my chair.
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| They ate up all my food, and I don’t stand for such.
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| Don’t tell me it was a woman, 'cause a woman don’t eat that much.
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| My brand new silk pajamas, they were balled up in a chair,
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| My mind ain’t playin' tricks on me — help me! |
| Is he’s still here?
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| Somebody been sleepin' in my bed,
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| Somebody been sittin' in my chair.
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| Somebody!
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| Fe Fi Fo Fum — I can feel the presence of some, someone.
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| Somebody been sleepin' in my bed,
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| Somebody been sittin' in my chair, yeah.
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| Somebody been sleepin' in my bed, oh,
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| Somebody been sittin' in my chair.
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| Somebody, somebody. |