| Lie down in your dead, little baby
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| You know it’s getting late
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| Listen to this deadtime story
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| And hold on to your head
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| And it is way past her deadtime
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| The night has just died
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| Little blood Red Riding Hood
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| Was passing through the woods
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| A basket full of poisoned fruit
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| She’s absolutely way too cute
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| And it is way past her deadtime
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| The night has just died
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| Good old Nick is in her blood
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| And it makes me feel so hot
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| Devil eyes, that’s no surprise
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| She’s colder than ice
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| The werewolf’s hiding
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| With its yellow glowing eyes
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| Drooling for baby blood
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| He’s jumping in the night
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| And he knows where Red is riding
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| He knows here Grandma well
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| That big bad werewolf’s got it down
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| He cannot fail
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| And it is way past her deadtime
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| The night has just died
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| Grandma’s waiting in here dead
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| For sweetest Little Red
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| When she ate the werewolf’s head
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| You could not even tell
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| There is no way out, there’s no way out
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| For sweetest Little Riding Hood
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| 'Cause Granny won’t be full
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| Until Red is dead and gone, bye, bye
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| And it is way past her deadtime
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| The night has just died |