I'm surrounded and I can't get out,
Do you know what I'm talking 'bout?
I'm positive, and there's no doubt,
I'm surrounded and I can't get out.
I look around, I'm cornered in,
Don't give me that evil grin,
This has got to be a sin,
Look at me, I'm cornered in.
I wish somebody would help me,
I am trapped, Don't you see?
I wonder what their reason be,
Their reason for surrounding me.
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