You’ll have nothing but bad luck,
You venture out at night past your front door.
You seem like you’re such a sweet lady,
I’d hate to see you in a pall,
Gall bladder on a table
Left over from the repast
And bracketed by your eyes.
In these parts, long at night you can’t last.

’cause there’s a dreaded wolfman,
And he’s inclined to dine.
Beware the dreaded wolfman—
He’s gonna get you,
And then the dreaded wolfman
Will bare his sharp canines.
Beware the dreaded wolfman,
Inclined to sneak up from behind.

He has claws instead of fingers
And he has paws instead of hands.
If you meet him, you’re in danger. . .
What a pituitary gland!
He’ll drink blood, but not like Lugosi—
He wants hemo and even more.
When you look in those big red eyes,
You see: they’re the same color as gore.

’cause he’s the dreaded wolfman,
And he’s inclined to dine.
Beware the dreaded wolfman—
He’s gonna get you,
And then the dreaded wolfman
Will bare his fangs like tines.
Beware the dreaded wolfman,
Inclined to creep up from behind.

Stay away, look out!

If you’re out on a moonlit night,
You might as well give your life away
To that strange thing with long black hair.
Can’t you just wait to go out during day?!
’cause then you will be able
To stroll, not be a repast.
Each day he’s no evil guy,
But he got bitten in the past. . .

Became the dreaded wolfman,
And now when it’s night time,
Well, there’s the dreaded wolfman.
He’s gonna get you
’cause he’s the dreaded wolfman,
And evil is his crime.
Like a beheaded woman
To him, your ribs are simply prime.