Nikita Boone - Bones in the Bedroom Lyrics

When I was a little chid
I was frightened and scared
Skeletons roamed my parents bedroom
Oh, the creaky rocking chair
The moaning never ended
But in time I comprehended
The unknowns in the bedroom were the bones in the bedroom

There were bones in the bedroom on a Saturday night
By Sunday morning it all seemed all right
A big commotion and some major locomotion
'Bout the bones in the bedroom

Oh the clones in the bedroom
Jumping this way and that
Two people playing, going tit for tat
At times it's more like hand-to-hand combat
Between the clones in the bedroom

Every morning when the sun comes up it goes down
The morning coffees need no sweetener on that commute to town

Lying prone in the bedroom
Well it could be all right
But then, who knows someone may have up and died there of fright
It all depends upon your appetite
When you're prone in the bedroom

Every morning when the sun comes up it goes down
The morning coffees need no sweetener on that commute to town

Bones in the bedroom on a Saturday night
By Sunday morning it all seemed all right
A big commotion, a number 9 love potion
Such locomotion, I think you get my notion
It's like that horse that hood-winked all of them Trojans
'Bout Bones in the bedroom
The Bones In The Bedroom