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Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs - Haunted House
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam the Sham & The Pharaohs
Sam the Sham & The Pharaohs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jumpin' Gene Simmons
Jumpin' Gene Simmons
Composer
Robert L. Geddins
Robert L. Geddins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stan A. Kesler
Stan A. Kesler
Producer

Letra

I just moved in my new house today Movin' was hard but I got squared away When bells started ringin' and chains rattled loud I knew I'd moved in a haunted house Still I made up in my mind to stay Nothin' was a-gonna drive me away When I seen somethin' that give me the creeps Had one big eye and two big feet I stood right still and I did the freeze It did the stroll right up to me Made a noise with its feet that sound like a drum Said "You gonna be here when mornin' come?" "Say yes, I'll be here when the mornin' come Be right here, now I ain't gonna run I bought this house, now I am boss Ain't no haints gonna run me off" In my kitchen my stove was a-blazin' hot Coffee was a-boilin' in the pot The grease had melted in my hand I had a hunk of meat in my hand From outer space there sat a man On the hot stove with the pots and pans "Say that's hot" I began to shout He drank the hot coffee right from the spout He ate the raw meat right from my hand Drank the hot grease from the fryin' pan And said to me "You better run And don't be here when the mornin' come" "Say, yes, I'll be here when the mornin' come I'll be right here now, I ain't gonna run I bought this house, now I am boss Ain't no haints gonna run me off"
Writer(s): Robert Geddins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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