The Sthlm stalker goes out tonite To have a ball and to take a life You're gonna end up in a filthy ditch Mutilated by that heartless bitch She's got a red dress on Give her stillborn brain a fix Coz the Sthlm stalker needs her kicks With your head stuffed on her wall The incarnation of rock 'n' roll Her hunger has run amok Now dinner's ready on your block