The Sthlm stalker goes out tonite 

To have a ball and to take a life 

You're gonna end up in a filthy ditch 

Mutilated by that heartless bitch 



She's got a red dress on 



Give her stillborn brain a fix 

Coz the Sthlm stalker needs her kicks 



With your head stuffed on her wall 

The incarnation of rock 'n' roll 

Her hunger has run amok 

Now dinner's ready on your block