Lyrics:

Lets all keep our voices low, heres a story you dont know
As good as anything we cant watch on HBO
Before you say its all bunk or throw it out as so much junk
Listen what this guys been hiding in his trunk

Hes looking for me, hes looking for you
Hell cut off your feet just to take your shoes

There was that little girl, pink ribbon, auburn curls
Who ended up as cargo and then taken for a whirl
He mustve given her a whack, pre-teen surprise attack
She ended up between the guys spare tire and his jack

Hes looking for me, hes looking for you
Hell cut off your feet just to take your shoes

Hes looking for me, hes looking for you
Believe you me, every word is true

In his kitchen theres a corpse, made a meal of his divorce
Eats a different body part for every different course
In his basement theres a crypt, its so well, well equipped
Hes seen so many ghoulish things they now seem nondescript

Hes looking for me, hes looking for you
Another peep and well be through

Hes looking for me, hes looking for you
Hell cut off your feet just to take your shoes