Текст (слова) песни: Little Shop Of Horrors - Suppertime
He`s got your number now. He knows just what you`ve done. You`ve got no place to hide. You`ve got nowhere to run. He knows your life of crime. I think it`s suppertime!
Come on, Come on... Think about all those offers! Come on, Come on... Your future with Audrey! Come on, Come on... Ain`t no time to turn squeemish! C-C-C-Come on! I swear on all my spores... When he`s gone the world will be yours.
Come on, Come on... Come on, Come on... Come on, Come on... It`s suppertime... It`s suppertime...
Come on, Come on... Come on, Come on... Come on, Come on... It`s suppertime... Ah, suppertime...
Suppertime!
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