It\'s midnight, a night-owl
is howling on a withering tree
but watch out, there\'s something
Going on, on the cemetery
the body-snatcher
is digging up the graves
bone-marauding
no human corpse is safe
He\'s a night stalker
he\'s a grave-robber
he\'s a madman
he\'s eager for some prey
he\'s a night stalker
he\'s a grave-robber
You got to call on him
ten pounds are his pay
By the light of a candle
he\'s doing his dirty work
he shatters the coffins
and the black rats are on the lurk
the grave is plundered
a dead dog lies close by
a cab\'s removing
the dawn is in the sky
he\'s a night stalker....
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