Words sorta by Reade, music by Sting....

Frohike, the subject
Of all their fantasies
They want him so badly
Know what they want to be
Inside them there's longing
These girls are an open page
Been stalking - they're so close now
These girls are half his age

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Langly and Byers are so cautious
You know how 'puter geeks get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the FLO's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Surveillance camera, they're watching
Their van is warm and dry

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Smutty talk on the internet
To turn on they try and try
Strong words at the Bullet
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees them
He starts to shake and choke
Just like the old man who
smokes and smokes and smokes

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
[Back:] (Please don't stand so close to me)
(Repeat to fade)

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