On the twenty-third day of the month of September
In an early year of a decade not too long before our own
The human race suddenly encountered a deadly
Threat to its very existence
And this terrifying enemy surfaced
As such enemies often do
In the seemingly most innocent and unlikely of places
Little shop, little shoppa horrors
Little shop, little shoppa terror
Call a cop. Little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no-oh!
Little shop, little shoppa horrors
Bop sh-bop, little shoppa terror
Watch 'em drop! Little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no-oh!
Shing-a-ling, what a creepy thing
To be happenin'
Shang-a-lang, feel the sturm
And drang in the air
Sha-la-la, stop right where you are
Don't you move a thing
You better
You better
Tellin' you, you better
Tell your mama somethin's gonna
Get her
She better. Ev'rybody better beware!
Oh, here it comes, baby
Tell the bums, baby
No, oh, oh, no!
Oh, hit the dirt, baby
Red alert, baby
No, oh, oh, no!
Ally-oop, haul it off the stoop
I'm warning you
Run away, child you're gonna pay
If you fail!
Look around, somebody's coming down the street for you
You bet 'cha you betcha bet your but
You bet 'cha
Best believe it something's
Come to get 'cha
You bet'cha
Better watch your back and your tail!
Come-a, come-a, come-a
Little shop, little shoppa horrors
Bop sh-bop, you'll never stop the terror
Little shop, little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no