Late in the night, while the world sleeps You might hear a tiny distant wheel squeak And into the room of some boy or girl Pops a Habitrail tube from the nether world...
Then comes a specter from beyond the pale A fuzzy apparition, with a cute little tail His fog filled, haunted cage is lined With an old newspaper from 1989...
Listen young friends, for what I say is true
You must treat your pet hamster as you would have him treat you Or fear that one day you'll hear a ghostly voice exclaim, \"wooo... someone forgot to clean my cage...\"
Ghost Ghost Ghost Ghost Ghost Ghost Hamster \"wooo... my water botttle is empty...\"