Here come the black Suburbans   One, two, and three   Here come the black Suburbans   Looking after me      And I see myself reflected in the tinted windows   And I smile   I feel so safe when they're around me   I really hope they stay awhile      They got the secret numbers   They got the skeleton key   They got a tap on my telephone line   Finally someone who listens to me      And everynight I hear 'em as they crawl around inside of my walls   I guess I must have been suspicious or I'd never tipped 'em off      And if you're feeling lonely   Like just another so-and-so   Write a letter to anyone   They're be looking through your mail, you know      Here come the black Suburbans   One, two, and three   Here come the black Suburbans   Looking after me      And I see myself reflected in the tinted windows   And I smile   I feel so safe when they're around me   I really hope they stay awhile