I've been watching Lucy all week I've been watching her at school I know her schedule, I know it well I know exactly when she's leaving Oh Lucy take my hand, how can I make you understand I'm not a stranger, I am a friend I'm gonna take you home to Daddy...later
Such beautiful eyes you have, such beautiful hair You must be at least seven years of age, am I right now? As if I really care
Cause you're his daughter, his little daughter The one I'm supposed to have hurt But I could never, I could never I could never hurt a little girl like you
Oh Lucy take my hand, how can I make you understand I'm not a stranger, I am a friend I'm gonna take you home to Daddy...later
Such beautiful eyes you have, such beautiful hair You must be at least seven years of age But who cares, 'cause you're coming with me NOW!
Come on little girl...Why are you making such a fuss Come on little girl...come on it is time
I've got real dolls on my wall, I made them myself And you can play with them and play with them And play with them Until your Daddy comes to get you
Oh Lucy take my hand, how can I make you understand I'm not a stranger, I am a friend I'm gonna take you home to Daddy...later
I I I I and you will soon be home now I I I I and you are gonna play then I I I I and you you you you We we we we, we're gonna have some fun
Sweet graveyard here we come Sweet graveyard here we come Sweet graveyard here we come
Compositor: Kim Bendix Petersen ECAD: Obra #10664026 Fonograma #22256893