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..."
"won't somebody pet me?... wooo"