Ohh ohh ohh
Ohh ohh ohhShe calls me on the phone hoping that I'm home
And that I'm all alone
But when I say hello I only hear dial tone
She thinks that I'm her own
Outside my window she crept, watching my every stepOhh ohh ohh, she's following me
Ohh ohh ohh, she's out of her tree
Ohh ohh ohh, she's off of her rocker
I want to marry my stalkerOhh ohh ohh
Ohh ohh ohhSometimes she says she's my mom, looks like she doesn't belong
She's my own peeping tom
Flowers every day, the cops they tell her to stay
Five-hundred feet all away
She's sleeping on my doorstep, she hasn't hurt me yetOhh ohh ohh, she's following me
Ohh ohh ohh, she's out of her tree
Ohh ohh ohh, she's off of her rocker
I want to marry my, I want to marry my, I want to marry my stalkerThis morning she wasn't there
I hope that she still caresI almost gave up hope, but today I awoke
To a private note
She says, she's going to jail for going through my mail
But she'll stay on my trailOhh ohh ohh, she's following me
Ohh ohh ohh, she's out of her tree
Ohh ohh ohh, she's off of her rocker
I want to marry my stalkerOhh ohh ohh, she's following me
Ohh ohh ohh, she's out of her tree
Ohh ohh ohh, she's off of her rocker
I want to marry my, I want to marry my, I want to marry my stalkerOhh ohh ohh
Ohh ohh ohh
(I want to marry my stalker)
Songwriters
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