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He's a perfect stranger, like a cross of himself and a fox
He's a feeling arranger and a changer of the ways he talks
He's the unforeseen danger, the keeper of the key to the locks
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide
It's the Loner
If you see him in the subway, he'll be down at the end of the car
Watching you move until he knows, he knows who you are
When you get off at your station alone, he'll know that you are
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide
It's the Loner
There was a woman he knew about a year or so ago
She had somethin' that he needed and he pleaded with her not to go
On the day that she left he died, but it did not show
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide
It's the Loner
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