Little Shop of Horrors Songtext
von Eva Braun

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!
(Look out, look out, look out, look out!)
Shang-a-lang,
Feel the sturm and drang in the air.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
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,
Everybody better beware.


Oo, here it comes, baby.
Tell the bums, baby.
Oh, oh, no!
Oo, hit the dirt, baby.
Hit the dirt, baby.
Red alert, baby.
Oh, oh, no!
Oh, oh, no!

Alley-oop,
Hurry off to school child, I′m warnin′ you.
(Look out, look out, look out, look out!)
Run away!
Child you gonna pay if you stay, yeah!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Look around,
Somethin's comin′ down, down the steet for you!

You betcha,
You betcha,
You bet your butt, you betcha.
Best believe it,
Somethin's come to get ya.
You betcha,
You better watch your back and your tail...

Woo!
(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!