Michael’s Out Tonight (Babe, RUN!).! 👻(Ft Ophelia) 🎃🔪

(Featuring Ophelia) 🎃🔪🤍✨🤣❤️‍🔥💕 [Intro] Girl 1: Yo… Girl 2: Babe. Girl 1: Why’s it gone quiet? Girl 2: I dunno… hold tight. Girl 1: Wait. He’s still out. Girl 2: …And why’s he kinda serving? [Verse 1] Black boiler suit, white mask on, Steps outside and the whole vibe’s gone. I said, “RUN!” You said, “Wait, come back Why’s he built like a whole snack?” Man in the bush like, “Don’t mind me,” Standing there still like he pays council tax, G. One loud bang, then the lights go black, Jump in the motor don’t look back! Girl 1: He’s coming! Girl 2: Girl, I know! Girl 1: But he’s walking! Girl 2: I CAN SEE THAT! Jump in the car, heart going WHAM, Look in the mirror he’s sat in the back. Girl 1: Babe… Girl 2: Yeah? Girl 1: We’re finished. [Chorus] Michael’s out tonight, White mask on, black boiler suit, No conversation, but the man looks cute. “Girl, look at him!” “I KNOW, BABE, I KNOW!” “Why’s he walking like that?” “Girl, let him go!” Michael’s out tonight, Whole room screaming, “CALL THE POLICE!” “Forget the police look at his physique!” “Babe, he’s a serial killer!” “Yeah… but why’s he kinda a heart-stealer?” [Verse 2] Party’s live, drinks on ice, DJ’s playing and the lighting’s nice. You’re fixing your hair by the window frame, I turn around there he is again! Turn around once man’s gone. “Okay, bye!” then the phone comes on. Unknown number, nobody speaks, Curtains move and we’re weak at the knees. Door locked, chain on, windows shut, Then the hallway goes DUN. DUN. DUN. “Who’s there?” Girl… we both know. You whisper, “Maybe it’s nothing.” I whisper, “Babe, it’s Michael.” “How do you know?” GIRL, HE’S LITERALLY BEHIND YOU! [Chorus] Michael’s out tonight, Man’s got the mask on, killing the vibe. No “hello,” no “you alright?” Just creeping through the ends in the dead of night. Michael’s out tonight, Everybody’s stressed but we’re looking alright. “Babe, we should probably leave this site.” “I absolutely agree.” Michael said nothing. He just took his time. [Grime Breakdown] Man walks in slow like he owns the block, White mask shining when the streetlights drop. No big chat, no “what’s your name?” Just one big knife and a dangerous game. Think you’re safe ’cause you’re upstairs? Cool. He’s on the stairs. Think you’re safe ’cause you locked that door? Cool. He’s behind the door. Think you’re safe ’cause you crossed that road? Cool. He’s already home. Michael don’t chase. Michael arrives. Girl 1: That is actually so rude. Girl 2: Extremely. Girl 1: Also… why’s the walk kinda iconic? Girl 2: GIRL! [Bridge ] Who’s by the tree? — MICHAEL! Who’s at the door? — MICHAEL! Who invited him? — NOBODY! Does he run? — NEVER! Does he talk? — NOPE! Does he leave? — ABSOLUTELY NOT! Girl 1: Would we date him? Girl 2: Absolutely not. Girl 1: …You sure about that? Girl 2: What? Girl 1: Babe, why are you smiling? Girl 2: I’M NOT! Girl 1: You literally are. Girl 2: MIND YOUR BUSINESS! [Final Chorus] Michael’s out tonight, Mask on tight and he’s killing the vibe. Haunting Halloween all his life, Still walking round like he’s got all night. Everybody screaming “RUN!” He’s walking. “MICHAEL, HURRY UP!” He’s walking. DUN… DUN… DUN… Girl 1: Babe… Girl 2: Yeah? Girl 1: He’s actually quite fit. Girl 2: GIRL, SHUT UP! DUN. DUN. DUN.