I woke up this morning with a rattle-
snake in my bed and an old holey sock,
draped over my head. She said now do not mock
I just came to get warm. If you tattle,
and tell the tail of me and my rattle,
well you know my reputation proceeds.
I always do the dirtiest deeds.
In other words, you will not live to prattle.
Now get the oil to rub on my rattle,
it has been shaking all night, quick or I bite!
And I do not need to tell you, do me right!
What is the matter honey? You look addled.
You have to pay, to sleep with a snake.
It's that or die, in the bed that you make.