We got Easter Egg Bunnies with nothin' inside
Covered up in chocolate, the hollow to hide
In through the window in Santa Claus clothes
Back up the chimney, bag full of souls

The maddening tick of a particular talk
Reminds me of the time I almost got caught
You had Boardwalk and ya wanted Park Place
I left you with your own birthday cake in
your face

Knock, knock (nobody home)

All songs ©1978 by Rabbit Songs BMI