They used to hide under our bed,
In the closet and behind the drapes, of course,
But where do the zombies go once the little ones drift off to sleep?
To Backstreet, the Cheetah, the Masquerade Foam Party and Crazy Horse.
Things that went on after dark scared the heck out of us,
They really made us want to cry, boo-hoo.
Well, gee whiz. What do you know? After all these years,
We turned out to be freaks and monsters of the night, too.
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