Blisters,
 On my fingers,
 Getting worse
 
 I’ve got cuts from
 Making faces,
 Swelling up.
 
 I see the little
 Creatures dancing,
 Having fun.
 
 And then I ask my sister
 “Where you watching?”
 
 (Chorus)
 
 Animals
 One and all.
 They gather at the same time
 Each night.
 
 The pictures in the windows
 Tell it all.
 You’d better get your story just right.
 
 _____
 
 Old shop
 Keeper, stories
 He could tell
 
 And I’ve been talking
 To him lately,
 Just as well.
 
 Because I whitnewssed
 Stolen kisses,
 Buy and sell.
 
 And then I tell my neighbour
 “No more chances.”