| There is a cloud of complications
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| Headed toward us from the beach
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| Black hearted mists will twist around you
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| And everything will freeze
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| We really should be somewhere else
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| We need a taxi, like, right away
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| We need to try just to figure out what to do
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| Baby
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| Bad stuff happened here in the old days
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| Somebody said an old guy put a curse on the whole place
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| When he died in the fireplace, it badly burned his face
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| And if you say his name three times, he’ll be behind you
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| With his crawling love
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| There is a prehistoric insect
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| And it’s nested in my bed
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| And it’s laid a lot of eggs there
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| I can’t get it out of my head
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| I locked my bedroom door
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| I ain’t goin' back in there
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| I never realised it was you
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| Baby
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| Watch out! |
| Anyone could be like that, I don’t suppose
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| You would know of any way to reverse or prevent the
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| Changing of a man into a giant moth?
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| Deadly spores that he secretes inside his love…
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| There’s no escape from crawling love |