There are mice in the closet,
Ghosts in the wall--
A pretty little lady
Comes to see--

Woman:
Oh, what a dark room,
Not for me!

Landlady:
The room is large
And the rent is low,
There's a deacon above
And a doctor below--

Deacon:
When the little mice squeak
I shall pray--

Doctor:
I'll psycho-analyse
The ghosts away--

Landlady:
The bed is large
And the mattress deep,
Wrapped in a feather-bed
You shall sleep--

Woman: