Some people say I'm only out at night
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Maybe those folks might of got it right
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And some people say I drive a cadillac car
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Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel bars
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I'm the boogie man, the boogie man
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I like fine suits, smoke the best cigars
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Like talking sex to women, girls in fast cars
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I might be under the bed, ready to bite
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So little girl, be careful, when you're on your own tonight
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I'm your boogie man, your boogie man
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And I hope, that you don't misunderstand your boogie man
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And don't let the sun come up on me, your boogie man
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I'm your boogie man, your boogie man
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Boogie Man
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| AC/DC |
