Suppertime — текст песни (Little Shop Of Horrors)

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!