paroles de chanson Don't Tattle on Me - Caleb Hyles , Fandroid!

I can't sleep, Leap out of bed
Creep down the hall, Sneak down the steps
Into the creepy, creaky basement
And discreetly peek at my gifts
Open up, what could it be
That motor mouth, those rosy cheeks
A baby talking tattletale who battles without fail
Don't tattle on me
Don't tattle on me
Cause mama' sleeping
And mama's scary
No don't you speak
Or I might scream
Cause if she finds you
Who knows what she'll do
Hide and seek under the tree
Red glowing eyes are all i see
Maternal stocker by the stockings
Matricidal children plotting
Charge you, brush you, feed you treats
Hey who who's the toy here, you or me
Infernal presence in there presents
Unsettled machine
Don't tattle on me
Don't tattle on me
Cause mama's listening
And mom's scary
No don't you speak
Or I might scream
Cause if she finds you
Who knows what she'll do
Wound up like a VHS
Shook up and I am in distress
Locked up in a cardboard box
Broke up like a shattered Pot
Wake up from a bad, bad dream
Strung up like a Christmas tree
Messed up so she got recalled
Shut up
And don't tattle on me
Don't tattle on me
Cause mama's watching
And mama's scary
Don't make a peep
Or I might scream
Because if she find you
You know what she'll do
So don't tattle on me