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Well something of a Blair Witch documentary
The three of us on dark, dark October night
We parked our car and took our flashlights
Deep into the pitch black woods trying to prove
Or disprove the legend of the ghost man
Well maybe it's just the idea of it all but I do
Feel like I'm being watched, don’t you feel it to
Wait a minute, stop, look and listen don't you hear
That, it sounds like it's coming from over there
And all around us, I said hello is there anyone
There, you said boy do you really wanna know
Well I don't know about you but why don't we
Just forget about this and go home but she
Became speechless and as we turned around we
Came face to face with THE JERSEY DEVIL...
I never ran so fast in all my life trying to make
It back to the car and the old dirt road and to be
Honest with you I forgot all about them 'cuz it's
Now I know there are things in the darkness
Wicked and abnormal, thank God for watching
Over us but I don't think I'll ever sleep again...
Oooh Jeepers creepers and now here we are
Again after twenty years going down that same
Ole dirt road and I'm just sitting on pins and
Needles, you’d think me crazy if I told you why
Sometimes you just have to prove yourself wrong
Because after all these years you still can't believe
You saw what you saw with your own two eyes
And but if I saw what I think I really saw well
I can't believe I'm still alive and if you don't
Believe me just go ahead and ask them, ask them
The night from out of the twilight zone, the night
We came face to face with THE JERSEY DEVIL
I remember it as tho it were yesterday even to this
Day I still have nightmares of that dark, dark October
Night, the night we came face to face with the
JERSEY DEVIL and ran, ran for our lives!

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