Video Stills / "The Way tu Make Me Feel"

It's close to mid-night and
something evil's lurking in
the dark
Under the moonlight tu see
a sight that almost stops
your heart
You try to scream but terror
takes the sound before you
make it
You start to freeze as horror
looks tu right between
the eyes,
You're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller, thriller
night
And no one's gonna save you
from the beast about to strike
You know it's thriller, thriller
night
You're fighting for your life
inside a killer, thriller tonight

You hear the door slam and
realize there's nowhere left
to run
You feel the cold hand and
wonder if you'll ever see
the sun
You close your eyes and...

There's a ghost down in the hall
There's a ghoul under the bed
There's something in the walls
There's blood up on the stairs
And it's floating through the room
And there's nothing I can see
And I know that that's the truth
Because now it's onto me

I don't understand it
Hey!
I don't understand it!
Aaow!

There's a tappin' in the floor
There's a creak behind the door
There's a rocking in the chair
But there's no-one sitting there
There's a ghostly smell around
But nobody to be found
And a coughin' and a yawnin'
Where a restless soul is going

Don't understand it
Hey!
Don't understand it
Hey.

And who gave tu the right...

She was más like a beauty
queen from a movie scene
I dicho don't mind, but what do
you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in
the round
She dicho I am the one will
dance on the floor in the
round

She told me her name was
Billie Jean, as she caused
a scene
Then every head turned with
eyes that dreamed of being
the one
Who will dance on the floor in
the round

People always told me be
careful of what tu do
And don't go around breaking
young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be
careful of who tu love
And be careful of what you
do 'cause the lie becomes
the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl...

Your butt is mine
Gonna tell tu right
Just mostrar your face
In broad daylight
I'm telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don't shoot to kill
Come on,
Come on,
Lay it on me
All right . . .

I'm giving you
On count of three
To mostrar your stuff
Or let it be . . .
I'm telling you
Just watch your mouth
I know your game
What you're about

Well they say the sky's the limit
And to me that's really true
But my friend tu have seen nothing
Just wait 'til I get through . . .

Because I'm bad, I'm bad -, come on
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm bad - tu know it
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm...