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In the late night hour
He is on the prowl
Searching now
For his next victim
Of deceit and lies
We all know
The kind
The smooth talker
You never see coming
He'll talk you up
Earn your trust
And take
Control
Your his now
And he won't

Let you escape
No way
Not any how
Venom courses
Through his veins
As he makes
You submit
And there is
Nothing you
Can do about it
The night is his
Yes he rules it
He is the scorpion king
And watch out
Because tonight
He has eyes
On you