Snake In The Bed - Elizabeth Cook

There’s a snake in the bed, a snake in the bed

I dumped out my purse and there’s a snake in the bed

It’s little and it wiggles, got a shiny black head

Couldn’t be worse there’s a snake in the bed

My pocketbook was sittin by the slidin glass door

The one I thought didn’t work no more

I set it side me on the pull-out couch

The one I’d been sleepin on to get the bugs out

And Big Mama Thornton was singing along

With pretty young Elvis and the old hound dog

Heaven turned to big deceit when something slithered down my leg

And between my feet

I can’t imagine what the fuss is about

You’d think he’d have chosen a different route

I can’t shut up the words in my mouth

They started up north and they’re heading down south

The boy from next door came runnin up

He was sicker than me so the problem was

We balled up the sheet snake and everything

Kicked out the door and gave it a fling