He's a perfect stranger,
Like a cross of himself and a fox.
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks.
He's the unforseen danger
The keeper of the key to the locks.
Nothing can free him.
Know when you see him,
Step aside, open wide, It's the loner.
If you see him in the subway,
He'll be down at the end of the car.
Watching you move
When you get off at your station alone,
Until he knows he knows who you are.
He'll know that you are.
Know when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide, It's the loner.
About a year or so ago.
There was a woman he knew
She had something that he needed
And he pleaded with her not to go.
He died On the day that she left,
Nothing can free him.
Know when you see him,
Step aside, open wide,
It's the loner.
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