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The spooky bodies are out today.
The spooky bodies have come out to play. They'll chase you up and down the street. They'll knock on your door for something sweat. They will fool you into thinking That they are just kids Then they'll push you up against the wall Rip out your heart and drink your blood. Then you will join in their game And fool your neighbors just the same. The spooky bodies are out today. The spooky bodies have come out to play. They'll chase you up and down the street. They'll knock on your door for something sweat. This was inspired partly by my 3 year old daughter and her fascination with not letting the SPOOKY BODIES into the house
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