.(a capella: she said: boy, your luck is running out... She make me feel like a stranger... In my own house)
I come stumbling in at a quarter to three
To the sound of my own dog growlin' at me
I'm scared to move or turn on a light
You've got me creepin' around in the dark
Like a t.
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