Someone called me from the darkness, and I answered quick and dumb,
     And I reckon I'd be Vampire-chow if rescue hadn't come.
     Well I hit the carpet running, and I didn't shut the door;
     I don't guess I'm gonna answer when a stranger calls no more.
     
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          'Cause I bin there, dun that, learned what I should know,
          Got the footprints on my tee-shirt, got the bruises I can show.
          Yes, I bin there, dun that, learned to recognize
          When it's time to call for backup by the frenzy in their eyes.
     
     I got called up on a Werewolf when the moon was full and fair,
     And I picked him up on Seventh street and tracked him to his lair.
     Now he's backed into the darkness and he's watching with a grin;
     I'm not dumb, I'm not expendable and I'm not going in!
     
     Now Wizards can be touchy and they don't have many fans;
     They're tight-lipped about their secrets and they're stingy with their plans.
     But if you wind up all scorched you only have yourself to blame;
     I don't recommend you push them when their hands are full of flame.
     
     Now those old Egyptian curses, sure they've got no sense of style.
     When you tangle with a mummy, you're tied up for quite a while.
     It's as strong as a gorilla and as stubborn as a mule.
     If you find another mummy, you can find another fool.