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When I come slithering through your window
You better hope you're not alone
Cause then I'm gonna go down in the kitchen
To bend every spoon you own

I'm gonna unplug all your outlets
Gonna run through your living room with a gorilla suit on
I'm gonna crumple up all your outfits
And cut the cord to your iron with your Prada shoes on

I'll lock the doors up in the back
And dump a bucket full of rats
I really hope it'll be enough
To feed the snakes in your bath

But I hope you know I'll never do so
There's not a universe where you were ever worth my time
And maybe that's why I haven't even given you an fair chance
To try and change my mind

In the end you know it's true
It's not my fault you lose
Cuz turning your back won't change the fact that
You're old news

Is that what you were born to be?
I'd be cranky too if I were you
I would never cause you pain
Just wanna inconvenience you

When I come slithering through your window
You better hope you're not alone
Cause then I'm gonna go down in the kitchen
To bend every spoon you own

I'm gonna unplug all your outlets
Gonna run through your living room with a gorilla suit on
I'm gonna crumple up all your outfits
And cut the cord to your iron with your Prada shoes on

I wanna watch you open a present
Can you guess what's in the box?
What is it?
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