Creepy dead folk

Well look up on the hill, man what do I see?
A bunch of creepy dead folk comin' after me
They're after my brains, maybe my feet
I turned to my baby said, "hey darlin' ain't this neat?"

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Run to the house, run to the mall
Run to your car, don't trip and fall
They're after you, there's nothin' you can do
The creepy dead folk

A few days later we were back at the house
The doors are boarded up, we're being quiet as a mouse
They're bangin on the windows, dancin' on the rug
Doin' the stumble, the limp and the jitterbug

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Everything got crazy they were starting to move
When Elvis, Gene and Buddy all got in on the groove
Elvis sang a song, Gene did too
Buddy got on stage and he sang Peggy Sue

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