April May here, at your service! Mr. Lawyer, you seem nervous - Gee, I hope I haven’t made you lose your cool! (Oh, you’re blushing~) Oh, I’ve got this fuzzy feeling What I say will be revealing! But they might need time to mop up all the drool. (You might want to get a mop.)
I was staying for a spell, At the Gatewater Hotel, ‘Cause they have bestest bellboys over there. It was nine or nine-oh-one, When I saw the murder done - And the girl who did it, sitting in that chair!
It was awful! It was brutal! And I screamed, but it was futile, And that’s why I had to watch in horror instead - (It was so scary!) As the victim, in her fright, Tried to dodge off to the right - So the hippie lady took the clock and hit her right on the head! (It was so violent!)
When she clocked her with the clock, I was overcome with shock, But I called the cops, 'cause these things make me squirm. (Whoow~) It’s so hot here… can I stop To loosen up my top?