Mister F

Makes your hair, stand, and your heart race

But that's no fun, where's the hunt, where's the chase

He lurks afar, aside, he's waiting for a minute

To pounce, to grab, to steal your innocence

Ooooooh, ohhhhhhhh

One, two, three, go

You

Nobody can drag me down, i'll find my way to you

No matter what was said, your feelings are untrue

Try and run you can, but there's nowhere to hide

And mister f stands tall