Music and Lyrics by Alastair Moock ©2011 Moockshake Music
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When you turn off your lights and you lie in your bed
And you start getting goosebumps and a feeling of dread
You look to the left, you look to the right
You pull up your covers to hide from the night
You creep to the edge and you peek underneath
And, oh my Lord, what could that be?
It’s a slipper! It’s a slipper!