And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's
I see a bad moon rising
I see trouble on the
Oo, you're givin' me the fever tonight
I don't wanna give
It's been a long time since I Rock and Rolled
let
This little piggy went to market
This little piggy had roast
I'm made of hair and bone and little teeth
I think
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,