I've got you under my sink
You're down there right by the Windex, dear
And the purpose of that is to make my windows clear
I've got you under my sink

I've got you under my sink
I said to myself I really must arrange this stuff
And it's scary down there, with SOS pads turned into rust
I've got you under my sink

There's Ajax and there's not alot of light
There's even an old can of beer
And little squeaky sounds I'm hearin' late at night
You just squeak and squeak, in my ear
You live there with the rags where it's cool and dim
Such hospitality--until I clean, you see
But each time I approach, just the thought of you
Makes me cringe and I cannot think
Cause I've got you under my sink

There's Comet and there's not alot of light
There's even an old can of beer
And such annoying sounds I'm hearin' late at night
My mode of attack isn't clear
You live there with the pipes where it's cool and dim
My hospitality is on the wane, you see
But each time I approach, just the thought of you
Makes me cringe and I cannot think
Cause I've got you under my sink

Yes, I've got you under my sink