Elvira - Haunted House | Текст песни

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• Elvira
• Haunted House

It's dark and you're alone
The house begins to moan,
The windows start to slam
And the doors commence to jam
All the sudden the lights go out
There’s terror all about
And you think you've gone insane
When somebody calls your name
Elvira
Then you hear the sound of footsteps echoing down the hall
When you open up the door there's no one there at all
Was that just the wind or someone creeping up the stairs?
You get so nervous that you nearly mess your underwear
You never been so scared
By the sound of something strange
The rattle of bones and chains
And you get misgivings livin' in a haunted house
There's scratching at the door
Feel a heartbeat through the floor
It's a ghostly rhythm livin’ in a haunted house
The plates and silverware
Go flyin’ through the air
Feel a hand around your neck and you become a nervous wreck
You jump into your bed
Pull the covers over your head
You think it's just a dream until you hear somebody scream
Your heart jumps up into your throat you're paralyzed with fear
Then you hear a demon voice say "Get out of here"
You start to run but there is no where left for you to hide
You realize you're standing in the spot where someone died
You’re terrified
By the sound of something strange
The rattle of bones and chains
And you get misgivin's livin' in a haunted house
There's scratching at the door
Feel a heartbeat through the floor
Yeah the ghosts rhythm livin' in a haunted house
And the ghosts go

That sounds so good it's scary

Suddenly the phone rings

Hello,
Elvira,
Mistress of the Dark
Hello?
Hello?
Who is this?
Oh, my god
The lines been cut
The phone,
it's,
it's dead!

By the sound of something strange
The rattle of bones and chains
And you get misgivin's livin' in a haunted house
There's scratching at the door
Feel a heartbeat through the floor
And you’re just not wanted,
it's a haunted house

Know what I'm saying?
Yeah boy,
this house is buggin'
Okay,
Okay,
ew,
Okay,
who slimed my pillow?
yuck
and who ever wrote
“You’re dead” in blood on the bathroom mirror
I want it cleaned up before I get up in the morning.
Hey,
hey,
hey, hey, hey
let's not get fresh here, okay
Oh hey,
come on,
stop,
stop,
That tickles