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Oh I wish Miss Annabelle were savvy
To her husband's lack of charm
I want nothing more than her affection
And to remove my love from harm
All around people are whispering
Secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening
A specter, hidden well
I've convinced the Doctor
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Of the schemes which he should fear
I've incited him to test my findings
On his wife I hold so dear
All around people are whispering
Secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening
A specter, hidden well
Every week they gather
Joining hands by candle light
To conjure spirits
Amuck at night
I move their chairs 'round
Poke about and stir up sound
To my amusement
An awful fright
Oh I wish Miss Annabelle were savvy
To her husband's lack of charm
All around people are whispering
Secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening
A specter, hidden well
Every week they gather
Joining hands by candle light
To conjure spirits
Amuck at night
I move their chairs 'round
Poke about and stir up sound
To my amusement
An awful fright