Song | Snake In The Bed |
Artist | Elizabeth Cook |
Album | Welder |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
There’s a snake in the bed, a snake in the bed | |
I dumped out my purse and there’s a snake in the bed | |
It’s little and it wiggles, got a shiny black head | |
Couldn’t be worse there’s a snake in the bed | |
My pocketbook was sittin by the slidin glass door | |
The one I thought didn’t work no more | |
I set it side me on the pull-out couch | |
The one I’d been sleepin on to get the bugs out | |
And Big Mama | |
Thornton was singing along | |
With pretty young | |
Elvis and the old hound dog | |
Heaven turned to big deceit when something slithered down my leg | |
And between my feet | |
I can’t imagine what the fuss is about | |
You’d think he’d have chosen a different route | |
I can’t shut up the words in my mouth | |
They started up north and they’re heading down south | |
The boy from next door came runnin up | |
He was sicker than me so the problem was | |
We balled up the sheet snake and everything | |
Kicked out the door and gave it a fling |
There' s a snake in the bed, a snake in the bed | |
I dumped out my purse and there' s a snake in the bed | |
It' s little and it wiggles, got a shiny black head | |
Couldn' t be worse there' s a snake in the bed | |
My pocketbook was sittin by the slidin glass door | |
The one I thought didn' t work no more | |
I set it side me on the pullout couch | |
The one I' d been sleepin on to get the bugs out | |
And Big Mama | |
Thornton was singing along | |
With pretty young | |
Elvis and the old hound dog | |
Heaven turned to big deceit when something slithered down my leg | |
And between my feet | |
I can' t imagine what the fuss is about | |
You' d think he' d have chosen a different route | |
I can' t shut up the words in my mouth | |
They started up north and they' re heading down south | |
The boy from next door came runnin up | |
He was sicker than me so the problem was | |
We balled up the sheet snake and everything | |
Kicked out the door and gave it a fling |
There' s a snake in the bed, a snake in the bed | |
I dumped out my purse and there' s a snake in the bed | |
It' s little and it wiggles, got a shiny black head | |
Couldn' t be worse there' s a snake in the bed | |
My pocketbook was sittin by the slidin glass door | |
The one I thought didn' t work no more | |
I set it side me on the pullout couch | |
The one I' d been sleepin on to get the bugs out | |
And Big Mama | |
Thornton was singing along | |
With pretty young | |
Elvis and the old hound dog | |
Heaven turned to big deceit when something slithered down my leg | |
And between my feet | |
I can' t imagine what the fuss is about | |
You' d think he' d have chosen a different route | |
I can' t shut up the words in my mouth | |
They started up north and they' re heading down south | |
The boy from next door came runnin up | |
He was sicker than me so the problem was | |
We balled up the sheet snake and everything | |
Kicked out the door and gave it a fling |