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There's a man in the horror movies we all knowIt starts these nights on the late, late showWhen the moon is full in the midnight hourHis face transforms into a ?His clothes are continental, an appearance far from neatAnd what chick would dig a cat with growth on his feetHe misses all the parties, he's a lonesome pupAll he really wants to do is chew people upGot fangs he can't concealCan't brush after every mealNever out 'til the sunlight fadesHow are you fixed for bladesWhen the sun is rising unto the baying of the houndA mangled carcass is always foundHe's really not vicious, just wants to playIt's not his fault he gets carried awaySo do they Got fangs he can't concealCan't brush after every mealNever out 'til the sunlight fadesHow are you fixed for bladesSo if you go parking in Lovers' LaneBe sure you have a good supply of live WolfsbaneFor if you're there past midnight when the moon is due Chances are a wolf man will put the bite on youMy goodness, you're teeth are sharpDidn't I see you on TV the other night?Have you had a rabies shot lately?Don't you have a cousin named ?I'll bet your name is Larry Talbot Aus Songtexte Mania