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Norman Bates, Norman Bates
In 'Mother Mode” and quite irate
He'll never hurt a fly – but he'll send you to Hell
You're gonna die at the Bate's Motel
Spend the night at your own expense
Never come back, ladies and gents
Step into the shower, get stabbed in the back
'Mother's orders” - you've been whacked
Try to run, try to hide
You were already dead when you stepped inside
Norman Bates, Norman Bates
In 'Mother Mode” and quite irate
He'll never hurt a fly – but he'll send you to Hell
You're gonna die at the Bate's Motel
Call the cops to investigate the scene
There's something strange about Mrs. B.
Not sure where to place the blame
Mother and son are one and the same
It seems the poor boy lost his mind
On that fateful night that Mommy died
Norman Bates, Norman Bates
In 'Mother Mode” and quite irate
He'll never hurt a fly – but he'll send you to Hell
You're gonna die at the Bate's Motel
It's too late!
Norman Bates!
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