Bury me in mud tonight   Underneath the moon shining through the pines   You can hear the angels screaming with delight      Now, I'm crawling up your steps tonight   Peeping through your peeping hole   I'll be buzzing like a moth 'round your porch light   But, If you don't call out my name, I will not be all right      If you don't call out my name, I will not be all right      You can chain me to your kitchen chair   But you can't deny what has brought us there   You can fake it if you want, I can wait all night   If you don't call out my name, I will not be all right      If you don't call out my name, I will not be all right   If you don't call out my name, I will not be all right