Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed What’s that stocking on the floor Certainly you can’t be thinkin’ no one hears your sneakers sneakin’ out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair What’s that cookin’ on the stove You’ll regret your passing fancy if you think the grass is grassy on the other side
Dig this, you made a mess a me and you, so what cha what cha waitin’ for Seems like, There’s only liquor when the plot gets thicker Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot Hawk that apple that cha cored Doncha be so high falutin’ when you’ve got no where to move in, Eat that humble pie
Straighten up the game is over, You regained your self composure, nothin’ left to hide Problem with the dalliances, Guilty feet have got no chances left to compromise Certainly you can’t be thinkin’ No one hears your snearkers sneakin Get that message through your head
Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed What’s that stocking on the floor Certainly you can’t be thinkin’ no one hears your sneakers sneakin’ out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair What’s that cookin’ on the stove You’ll regret your passing fancy if you think the grass is grassy on the other side
Dig this, you made a mess a me and you, so what cha what cha waitin’ for Seems like, There’s only liquor when the plot gets thicker Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot Hawk that apple that cha cored Doncha be so high falutin’ when you’ve got no where to move in, Eat that humble pie
Straighten up the game is over, You regained your self composure, nothin’ left to hide Problem with the dalliances, Guilty feet have got no chances left to compromise Certainly you can’t be thinkin’ No one hears your snearkers sneakin Get that message through your head
