Lyrics:

Narrator:
On the twenty-third day of the month of September
In an early year of a decade not too long before our own,
The human race suddenly encountered a deadly
Threat to its very existence.
And this terrifying enemy surfaced,
As such enemies often do,
In the seemingly most innocent and unlikely of places.

Crystal, Ronette, Chiffon:
Little shop,
Little shoppa horrors
Little shop
Little shoppa terror
Call a cop
Little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no-oh!

Little shop
Little shoppa horrors
Bop-sh'bop
Little shoppa terror
Watch 'em drop
Little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no-oh!

Shing-a-ling
What a creepy thing to be happening!
(Look out, look out, look out, look out!)
Shang-a-lang
Feel the strum and drang in the air
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Sha-la-la
Stop right where you are, don't you move a thing

You better
You better
Tellin' you better
Tell your mama
Somethin's gonna get her
She better
Everybody better beware

Ooh, here it comes, baby
Tell the world, baby
Oh, oh, no!
Ooh, hit the dirt, baby
Hit the dirt, baby
Oh, oh, no!
Oh, oh, no!

Alley-oop
Hurry off to school child, I'm warnin' you
(Look out, look out, look out, look out!)
Run away!
Child you gonna pay if you stay, yeah!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Look around
Somethin's comin' down, down the steet for you!

You betcha
You betcha
You betcha butt, you betcha
Best believe it
Somethin's come to get ya
You betcha
You better watch your back in this town

Woo!
(Comma, comma, comma)
Little shop
Little shoppa horrors
Bop-sh'bop
You'll never stop the terror
Little shop
Little shoppa horrors
No, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no!