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    Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
    About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell
    He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
    He's burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred
    He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
    And even if it's hot outside he wears it anyway
    He's home when I'm awake but he shows up when I sleep
    I can't believe that there's a nightmare on my street
    It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
    And we had just gotten back off tour last night
    So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
    If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movie
    I got Angie Jeff got Tina
    Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life
    That was all right because the lady was chill
    Then we dipped to the theater set to ill buggin cold havin a ball
    Somethin about Elm st. was the movie we saw
    The way it started was decent you know nuthin real fancy
    About this homeboy named fred and this girl named nancy
    But word when it was over I said yo that was def
    And everything seemed all right when we left
    But when I got home and laid down to sleep
    That began the nightmare, but on my street
    It was burning in my room like an oven
    My bed soaked with sweat And man I was bugging
    I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30
    It had melted it was so darn hot And I was thirsty
    I wanted something cool to quench my thirst
    I thought to myself yo this heaters the worst
    But when I got downstairs I noticed something was wrong
    I was home all alone but the tv was on
    I thought nothin off it as I grabbed the remote
    I pushed the power button and then I almost choked
    When I heard this awful voice coming from behind It said, "You got my favorite letter but now you must die
    Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was Broke inside my drawers and screamed, "So long, cuz"
    Got halfway up the block I calmed down and stopped screaming Then thought, "Oh, I get it, I must be dreaming"
    I strolled back home with a grin on my grill I think that since this is a dream I might as well get ill
    I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
    But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
    he grabbed me by my neck and said "Here's what we'll do We gotta lotta work here, me and you The souls of your friends you and I will claim You've got the body and I've got the brain"
    I said, "Yo Fred I think you got me all wrong I ain't partners with nobody with nails that long
    Look, I'll be honest man, this team won't work The girls won't be on you, Fred, your face is all burnt"
    Fred got mad and his head started steaming
    But I thought what the hell im only dreamin
    I said please leave Fred so I can get some sleep
    But give me a call maybe we'll hang out next week
    I patted him on the shoulder, said "thanks for stopping by"
    then I opened up the door and said "take care guy"
    he got mad, drew back his arm, and slashed my shirt
    I laughed at first, then thought, "hold up, that hurt" It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was for real
    I said, "Freddy, uh, pal, there's been an awful mistake here"
    No further words and then I darted upstairs
    Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed
    Pulled the covers up over my head And said, "Oh please do something with Fred"
    He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his claws
    Tried to get me, but my alarm went off And then silence
    It was a whole new day I thought, "Huh, I wasn't scared of him anyway"
    Until I noticed those rips in my sheets
    And that was proof that there had been a nightmare on my street
    FP: Oh man, I gotta call Jeff, I gotta call Jeff Come on, come on Come on Jeff, answer Come on, man
    JJ: Hello?
    FP: Jeff, this is Prince, man Jeff, wake up, Jeff, wake up
    JJ: What do you want?
    FP: Jeff, wake up, man, listen to me, Jeff
    JJ: It's three o'clock in the morning, what do you want?
    FP: Jeff, Jeff, would you listen to me? Listen, whatever you do, don't fall asleep
    JJ: Man
    FP: Jeff, listen to me, don't go to sleep, Jeff
    JJ: look, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm gong to bed Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! (Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa)
    FP: Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Answer me, Jeff! I'm your D.J. now, Princey! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaa



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