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When I come slithering through your window

You better hope you're not alone

Cause then I'm gonna go down in the kitchen

To bend every spoon you own

I'm gonna unplug all your outlets

Gonna run through your living room with a gorilla suit on

I'm gonna crumple up all your outfits

And cut the cord to your iron with your Prada shoes on

I'll lock the doors up in the back

And dump a bucket full of rats

I really hope it'll be enough

To feed the snakes in your bath

But I hope you know I'll never do so

There's not a universe where you were ever worth my time

And maybe that's why I haven't even given you an fair chance

To try and change my mind

In the end you know it's true

It's not my fault you lose

Cuz turning your back won't change the fact that

You're old news

Is that what you were born to be?

I'd be cranky too if I were you

I would never cause you pain

Just wanna inconvenience you

When I come slithering through your window

You better hope you're not alone

Cause then I'm gonna go down in the kitchen

To bend every spoon you own

I'm gonna unplug all your outlets

Gonna run through your living room with a gorilla suit on

I'm gonna crumple up all your outfits

And cut the cord to your iron with your Prada shoes on

I wanna watch you open a present

Can you guess what's in the box?

What is it?

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