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Don't Tattle on Me
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Woke up home alone With five days 'till Christmas Hope Mom and Dad know What's top on my wishlist A TattleTail baby, pray that I get it I think I should sneak a peek at my presents Creak'n down the basement steps I heard somebody movin' I'd like to play a game with them I think I found a new friend I'm hiding, come find me I am the present you seek My nightlight is dying In bed is where I should be You've been so naughty (Your opinion) Where is your mommy? (Must be missing) Have you met mine yet? (I don't think so) She's always watching I'm gonna tell Mama Don't you go tattle on me Where are ya? Look harder Hope you don't tattle on me Keep me groomed and feed me food And if you're lucky, buddy We won't tattle on you Girls and boys, we're only toys No reason to be scared Since you opened up the box I became self aware Keep and eye on all my babies I'll be watching you Everyone will think your crazy Who you talking to? No one hides from Mama Try and you're a goner Christmas lights are fading Night keeps growing darker Secrets are unraveling Demons are upon us I can hear them singing I hear the pitter-patter of your feet I will send the children back to sleep It's playtime, me love you I hear her creeping closer It's Mama, she saw you I guess playtime is over It's half-past one And I'm in my pajamas Couldn't fall asleep Now I'm running from Mama TattleTail? I used to want one Until what happened after I got one Because one was all I thought I got But I don't know where the rest them have come from Want one? I've got a lot, hun Pocket your wallet because it costs none It could have been the best present ever But then instead it just made my head hurt The ad on TV was misleading I didn't know it'd be my food you're eating I'm hiding, come find me I am the present you seek My nightlight is dying In bed is where I should be You've been so naughty (Your opinion) Where is your mommy? (Must be missing) Have you met mine yet? (I don't think so) She's always watching I'm gonna tell Mama Don't you go tattle on me Where are ya? Look harder Hope you don't tattle on me Keep me groomed and feed me food And if you're lucky, buddy We won't tattle on you I hear the pitter-patter of your feet I will send the children back to sleep Eyes like embers Claws and chompers Join the circle, no more Mama No more Mama, no more Mama No more Mama, no more Mama Never been superstitious But I don't really wanna get involved up in this Satanic ritual business Run by some sinister furry midgets You can run and hide You cannot escape I just hope someone got it all on tape Can't make this stuff up, hard to fake I found human remains inside an egg This Christmas is sure the worst My life is in danger? Absurd Neighbors say they overheard An infernal Furby circle jerk Got a phone call Must of gotten the wrong number Telemarketer? I don't want your offer Unless it's a bottle of holy water We'd all be better off without Mama I'm hiding, come find me I am the present you seek My nightlight is dying In bed is where I should be You've been so naughty (Your opinion) Where is your mommy? (Must be missing) Have you met mine yet? (I don't think so) She's always watching I'm gonna tell Mama Don't you go tattle on me Where are ya? Look harder Hope you don't tattle on me Keep me groomed and feed me food And if you're lucky, buddy We won't tattle on you
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