Tattle Tail! That's me!

Oh oh!

(Mama's coming)

Scary...

(Mama will look after you)

Did I make a grave mistake?

I don't know what to do.

Heart is racing; who's she chasing?

Is it me or you?

Give me a treat!

Shh Shh shh shh...

Give me a treat!

Ugh...

Give me a treat!

Hush now, quiet!

Close nearby, it's

heading right this way.

(Don't hide from Mama) Piercing eyes

and fangs the size of

(she knows where you are) knife

blades built to slay.

(Don't run from Mama!) Come on, hurry!

Aren't you worried?

(You won't get too

far!) Mama's come to play!

Brush me!

Really...?

Brush me!

Ugh.. fine fine fine fine..

Brush me!

Palms are sweating,

Brow is getting

Damp with perspirant fear.

Hands are shaking,

Why's this taking so long?

(Mama's here!)

(The pitter and patter of feet!

You cannot elude me, my sweet!)

No, don't do this!

Please pull through this!

I can't charge you now...

(All the children tried to

hide) What's that scraping?

(but Mama could not be

defied.) No escaping!

(Turn the page and hear the tale

of Mama's talking Tattletail.) Must

you be awkwardly loud?

Mama's watching...

(Come to Mama... Mama's looking

after you.. )

Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!

Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!

(No more running.) Terror,

Trauma, No More Mama!

(Mama's coming!) Terror,

Trauma, No More Mama!

Me tattle tail... me love you!

giggle

Oh, oh!