Let's assume  That he's the groom  And he's been waiting  To consummate all night  And you're the bride  You're locked tight  Inside the bathroom  And you're overcome with freight     Now here's the chiller  He's the killer  You've discovered  You're trapped, alone, you're scared  We cut to you, we move in close  You're catatonic  You get a close up there     And in this shot  Here's what we got  He breaks the door down  And tears your nightgown lace  You see a can, it's aerosol  You grab the hair spray  And light it in his face     There's a very hungry man in the cellar  Oh, waiting..  Or is he in the attic closet  Waiting..     Debbie? I like this game  Debbie?   Debbie? Debbie? Debbie?     He blindly grabs you  Tries to stab you  But you're quicker  You over act right here  You see a cat, a ball of yarn  A knitting needle  His vision's still not clear  He's stumbling 'round  Don't make a sound  And then he grabs you  "Hide and seek, my dear?"  He shifts his glance  You see your chance  You grab the needle and you  You plunge it in his ear     There's a very hungry man in the cellar  Oh, waiting..  Or is he in the attic closet  Waiting..     There's a very hungry man in the cellar  Oh, waiting..  Or is he in the attic closet  Waiting..     And just like the scene in Halloween  You think it's all over  And you're gazing into space  But you got to make sure  You hear something, you start to turn  And you're standing there frozen  Staring him face to face  And he looks at you and says  "Tag, you're it, Sweetie  Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie  Goodbye, Debbie..."