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Entering my Hellywood Hills,

the vultures moving in for the kill.

Faces of the prey turning white,

my boa is ready to bite.

Put your hands up, nobody moves ,

killer’s got the groove.

I’m bigger than you, yeah you,

I do what I want to and I want to do you.

I am bigger than you!

Hang yourself up high on the hooks,

the more skin rips the better it looks.

You’re free to scream whatever you

feel but you’re still under my heel.

I’m bigger than you, yeah you,

I do what I want to and I want to do you.

I am bigger than you!

All your clothes are torn and tattered,

broken fingers, teeth are shattered.

And when your body meets the ice drill,

there are more holes I can fill.

Now let’s get busy!

I’m bigger than you, yeah you,

I do what I want to and I want to do you.

I’m bigger than you, yeah you,

I do what I want to and I want to do you.