Who's Knocking At My Door
Who's knocking at my door,
In the middle of the night?
I was in a nice deep sleep
This this someone gave me a fright.
Could it be my sister?
No, she lives in Peru.
Could it be the neighboors?
They sleep the whole night through.
Could it be my mother?
No, she wouldn't wait.
Could it be the mailman?
They don't deliver this late.
Is it even a person?
It could be a stray.
But I don't know if I would want it to stay.
I'll look through the window and take a peek
Oh, it's just my son playing hide-and-seek
He knocked on the table
He laughed and laughed
But it wasn't very funny when I was able
To pick him up from under the table.
And throw him in bed and put him to sleep
But at least it was him and not some creep.
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