Luyện nghe bài hát Tag, You're It

Let's assume that he's the
And been waiting to consummate all night
And you're the bride, locked tight
Inside the bathroom and you're overcome fright

Now here's the chiller, he's the
You've discovered trapped, alone, you're scared
We cut to you, we move in
You're catatonic, you get a close up

And in this shot, what we got
He the door down and tears your nightgown lace
You see a can, it's
You grab the hair spray and it in his face

There's a hungry man in the cellar, waiting
Or is he in the attic closet,

{Debbie? I like this game,
Debbie, Debbie,

He blindly grabs you, to stab you
But quicker, you over act right here
You see a cat, a ball of
A knitting needle, his still not clear

stumbling 'round, don't make a sound
And he grabs you, "Hide and seek, my dear?"
He shifts his glance, you see chance
You grab the and you, you plunge it in his ear

There's a hungry man in the cellar, waiting
Or is he in the attic closet,
There's a very hungry man in the cellar,
Or is he in the attic closet,

And like the scene in 'Halloween'
You think it's all and you're gazing into space
But you got to make sure, you hear something, you to turn
And you're standing frozen, staring him face to face

And he at you and says
"Tag, it, sweetie
Bye, Debbie, Debbie"