Walking down the street in the dead of the night
The sidewalk below bathed in the pale moonlight
And I gotta walk just two blocks more
Until I make it home with beer and chips from the store
But through the mist and the fog
A dark figure moves and shakes
And by the time I heard its howl
I knew it was too late
I've been scared by a werewolf
I turn the corner towards the spooky graveyard
With a sense of dread deep within my heart
But through the mist and the fog
A dark figure bobs and weaves
As I stare in frozen terror
The moonlight shining on his teeth
I've been scared by a werewolf
