I've got my eye on you and every little thing you do
You've got your fangs out, you're looking vicious now
But, I've learned my lesson, dear
Don't get too close, too near
I heard a story of how one man died
...wandered into the forest late last night
They said, "the animals are coming! So you'd better run now, run now, run!"
But his heart was heavy, oh, so he's dragging his feet so slow
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
So I'm staying down south, oh...
And I'm not going out, no...
They said, "the animals are coming! So you'd better get to running now, you'd better run now, run!"
But, my heart is heavy oh
So I'm dragging my feet so slow
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
Oh my lord, I hear them coming
Oh my lord...
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
That would be me, I would be eaten alive
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb, Michael Joe Jackson
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