Tag, You're It [2:55] - Zipper Catches Skin, 1981/2
	Let's assume
	That he's the groom
	And he's been waiting
	To consummate all night
	And you're the bride
	You're locked tight
	Inside the bathroom
	And you're overcome with freight

	Now here's the chiller
	He's the killer
	You've discovered
	You're trapped, alone, you're scared
	We cut to you, we move in close
	You're catatonic
	You get a close up there

	And in this shot
	Here's what we got
	He breaks the door down
	And tears your nightgown lace
	You see a can, it's aerosol
	You grab the hair spray
	And light it in his face

	There's a very hungry man in the cellar
	Oh, waiting
	Or is he in the attic closet
	Waiting

	Debbie? I like this game. Debbie?
	Debbie? Debbie? Debbie?

	He blindly grabs you
	Tries to stab you
	But you're quicker
	You over act right here
	You see a cat, a ball of yarn
	A knitting needle
	His vision's still not clear
	He's stumbling 'round
	Don't make a sound
	And then he grabs you
	"Hide and seek, my dear?"
	He shifts his glance
	You see your chance
	You grab the needle and you
	You plunge it in his ear

	There's a very hungry man in the cellar
	Oh, waiting
	Or is he in the attic closet
	Waiting

	There's a very hungry man in the cellar
	Oh, waiting
	Or is he in the attic closet
	Waiting

	And just like the scene
	In "Halloween"
	You think it's all over
	And you're gazing into space
	But you got to make sure
	You hear something, you start to turn
	And you're standing there frozen
	Staring him face to face
	And he looks at you and says
	"Tag, you're it, Sweetie
	Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie.
	Goodbye, Debbie..."


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