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Story of that ole snake in the grass, called The Viper, |
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I was in my apartment all alone when I heard a ring tingling on the telly-phone, |
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I said "Who's that at half past three?" And a frightening voice came back at me! |
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"Sssssss! Ssssssss! I am The Viper! I'll sssee you in seven weekss" |
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My head was spinning and my knees were weak, |
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I could hardly stand on my own two feet! |
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Its next call got me out of bed, |
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Then how I flipped when that voice said, |
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"Sssssss! Ssssssss! I am The Viper! I'll see you in seven days" |
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I shook like Jell-O in a hurricane! |
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My heart was pounding like a Pullman train. |
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Again that voice upset me so, |
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Again I flipped as it said, "Oh, oh!" |
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"Sssssss! I am The Viper, I'll ssssee you in sssseven ssssecondsss!" |
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Now I'm certain that my time has come! |
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I can hear its knock; it's too late to run! |
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I know that I must let it in! |
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So wish me luck, 'cause things look grim! |
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"Ssssssssssss! I am The Viper!" |
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"Oh, why have you come?" |
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"I have come to vipe your vindows!" |
