| A muted filthy snigger
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| A creak of closet door
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| Poor Willy shrinks away
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| He’s frightened to the core
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| Bad smell suffused the room
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| When Cary came in sight
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| There’s no remorse in silky voice:
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| «We're gonna play tonight…»
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| YOU HAVE TO MIND THE RULES
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| YOU’LL LIKE THIS GAME
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| THE HIDE AND SEEK WITH CARY NAGE
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| A MINUTE FOR A RUN
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| A LOT OF PLACE TO HIDE
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| THE WHOLE HOUSE IS THE STAGE
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| WILLY HIDES AND CARY SEEKS
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| ALL IS FAIR, NO DIRTY TRICKS!
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| WILLY WINS AND STOPS TO SHAKE
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| BUT IF YOU LOSE… YOU’D BETTER AWAKE
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| The game begins when Cary counts
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| And Willy leans against the wall
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| A creepy gnash of iron teeth
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| It’s Cary prowling in the hall
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| Time is crawling, time is creeping
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| Lazy points are moving slow
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| Musty smell is getting near
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| «Willy, are you here?»
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| «Let's play hide and seek, my sweet
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| You’re a hider, I am it
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| When I get to 5 o’clock
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| You should be as quiet as log
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| One o’clock — the door unlocked
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| Two and three — don’t stay by me
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| Five o’clock — I’m lying rogue
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| So here I come to bite!!!» |