Here come the black Suburbans One, two, and three Here come the black Suburbans Looking after me And I see myself reflected in the tinted windows And I smile I feel so safe when they're around me I really hope they stay awhile They got the secret numbers They got the skeleton key They got a tap on my telephone line Finally someone who listens to me And everynight I hear 'em as they crawl around inside of my walls I guess I must have been suspicious or I'd never tipped 'em off And if you're feeling lonely Like just another so-and-so Write a letter to anyone They're be looking through your mail, you know Here come the black Suburbans One, two, and three Here come the black Suburbans Looking after me And I see myself reflected in the tinted windows And I smile I feel so safe when they're around me I really hope they stay awhile