Some people say I'm only out at night

Maybe those folks might of got it right
And some people say I drive a Cadillac car
Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel bars

I'm the boogie man, yeah, the boogie man
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I like fine suits, smoke the best cigars
Like talking sex to women, girls in fast cars
I might be under the bed, ready to bite
So little girl be careful, when you're on your own tonight

Cause I'm your boogie man, your boogie man
And I hope, that you don't misunderstand your boogie man
Oh, I'm your boogie man
I'm your boogie man
Yes I'm your boogie man
I'm your boogie man
Yow, here we go

And I hope, that you don't misunderstand your boogie man
And don't let the sun come up on me, your boogie man

I'm your boogie man, your boogie man
I'm your boogie man, your boogie man
I'm your boogie man, boogie man
Boogie man
I'm your boogie man
Yeah yeah
I'm your boogie man
I'm your boogie man
Boogie man

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): ANGUS MCKINNON YOUNG, MALCOLM MITCHELL YOUNG