Alice Cooper - 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



	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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