Lyrics:

(N. Young)He's a perfect stranger,Like a crossof himself and a fox.He's a feeling arrangerAnd a changerof the ways he talks.He's the unforeseen dangerThe keeper ofthe key to the locks.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner.If you see him in the subway,He'll be downat the end of the car.Watching you moveUntil he knowshe knows who you are.When you get offat your station alone,He'll know that you are.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner.There was a woman he knewAbout a year or so ago.She had somethingthat he neededAnd he pleadedwith her not to go.On the day that she left,He died,but it did not show.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner.