Who's the creepin'?

Who's that creepin' through my window?
Who's that creepin' through my door?
You see I know lots and lots of folks around these parts
But I ain't never seen you before

I hear you creepin' through my kitchen
I hear you creepin' through my den
I'm startin' to get the shakes now
Jack you see I don't know where you've been

I'm sweatin' and shakin' goin' out of my head
I'm observing from my position underneath my bed
I'm swearin' and pleadin' to leave me be
If you leave Mr., and set me free I said

Who's that creepin' through my bedroom?
Who's that creepin' through my hall?
If you leave right now
And let me alone I promise you
I won't pick up that telephone no, no