Tag, You're It

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