You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal
A one, two, three, four
As he came into the window
It was a sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So, she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down
It was her doom
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay?
Won't you tell us that you're okay?
There's a sign in the window
That he struck you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment, he left the bloodstains on the carpet
You ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal
So they came into the outway
It was a Sunday, what a black day
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation
Sounding heartbeats, intimidations
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay?
Won't you tell us that you're okay?
There's a sign in the window
That he struck you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment, he left the bloodstains on the carpet
So you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom
Annie, are you okay?
Annie, are you okay?
Are you okay, Annie?
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal
Annie are you okay?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know why, baby, I don't know
Annie are you okay?
Won't you tell us that you're okay?
There's a sign in the window
That he struck you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment, he left the bloodstains on the carpet
So you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom Annie
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