I can't believe it but I guess it's true 
Have you got nothing else to do 
You're sick in the head and obsessive too 
I've had enough of you 

You follow me around 
And call me every night 
Why can't you just fucking see 
That it's not alright 

Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 
Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 

You wake me up out of bed again 
Keep ringing on the phone 
Why can't you get it through your brain 
Why don't you leave me alone 

You follow me around 
And call me every night 
Why can't you just fucking see 
That it's not alright 

Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 
Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 

I'm gonna pull my shades and lock the door 
Pretend that I'm not home 
You know that you are sick in the head 
So you better call your shrink before 

You follow me around 
And call me every night 
Why can't you just fucking see 
That it's not alright 

Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 
Why are you stalking 
Why are you stalking me 



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