Little shop of horrors lyrics Alan Menken

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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 happening!
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 (tellin’ you, you better)
Tell your mama somethin’s gonna
Get her
She better (ev’rybody better)
Beware!
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!
Songwriters: Alan Menken

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