Little Bat

There's a little bad by my window, and he's fluttering his wings. There's a little bad by my window, and he wants to get in. Oh! There's a sound in a closet, and I don't want a look.

I won't open up the door, though I know I really should. There's a crack in the mirror that wasn't there before, And the lights went out when someone locked the door And the thumbed eath thumb on the hand, the clinkety clank of the chain Makes me wish that the sun would hurry up and rise and make this night mega away

There's a little bat by my window, and he wants to get in Oh, and there's something crawling from under my bed It must be slimy, it's scaring me to bits And I'm fumbling in the dark, trying to find a stare Got tangled in a web, there's a spider in my hair And I know there's no escape, I try

So it's off to bed, I go, we'll hide There's a little bat by my window And he wants to get in