Paris Cor Blimey

Pandemonium, whoa Pandemonium, whoa Paris' friend had a little pen A little pen Paris' friend had If Paris' friend had a little pen Then where is the pen Paris' friend had? Paris' friend kept her little pen Everyday, under her little bed One day, right before dawn she got up Only to find that her pen was gone And Paris' friend looked everywhere Yet couldn't find it anywhere There's a pandemonium, whoa Pandemonium, whoa Paris' friend got her little pen From her daddy, before he left He said, "Keep this, keep this very near," "This was passed on from your grandma" They say life's worth not a penny If you lose your pen-ey? If Paris' friend had a little pen Then where is the pen Paris' friend had? Paris' friend went to her friend Paris "Friend can you help me? I can't find me pen" Then Paris looks in his friends eyes with a smile And says "It's the rats" "Don't you know my friend? It's the rats" "Just blame it, on the rats" Got to pick 'em out When you're in doubt Got to pick 'em out When you're in doubt Got to block 'em holes If you want 'em to go Got to block 'em holes If you want them to go"