He's a perfect stranger,  Like a cross  of himself and a fox.  He's a feeling arranger  And a changer  of the ways he talks.  He's the unforeseen danger  The keeper of  the key to the locks.  Know when you see him,  Nothing can free him.  Step aside, open wide,  It's the loner.    If you see him in the subway,  He'll be down  at the end of the car.  Watching you move  Until he knows  he knows who you are.  When you get off  at your station alone,  He'll know that you are.  Know when you see him,  Nothing can free him.  Step aside, open wide,  It's the loner.    There was a woman he knew  About a year or so ago.  She had something  that he needed  And he pleaded  with her not to go.  On the day that she left,  He died,  but it did not show.  Know when you see him,  Nothing can free him.  Step aside, open wide,  It's the loner.