The Boogie Man Lyrics

The boogie man walks tonight

He's creeping outside around your window

With his face in cool green light

And his eyes locked against the way that the winds blow

And he's sticking his finger in a light socket

And he looks kind of like Gene Wilder

With a shotgun in his hand and a switchblade in his pocket

While the wicked wind keeps blowing wilder and wilder

And he's coming to get you

Yeah he's coming to get you

Now

The boogie man he slipped and fell

Broke his skull open on the back porch

Ambulance come to take him away

Said they could put him back together with a blow torch

And now his lawyers are beating down your door

And they're asking you to settle out of court

Should've fixed that back porch step that's for sure

Could've been raped or strangled or shot in several places

And they're coming to get you

With a double barrel supeona

And the boogie man gets paid

Yeah the boogie man gets paid