WORDS TO THE MUSIC

Lyrics

Somethin's in the barnyard, somethin's in the yard Nobody knows its name 'cause the name's too hard Spines down its back and its eyes glow red Sneakin' 'round the henhouse 'stead of goin' to bed Grandpa saw it first by the old feed shed Took a big deep breath and this is what he said It's a CHAPACABABRA No, Grandpa, no Cousin Earl came runnin' with his boots untied Said, I seen it too, it was big and wide Sipped up the goat milk, licked the bucket clean That's a KOOPACHOOPA, meanest thing I've seen That ain't it, Earl Choopa-choopa, chookabra Choopabara, choopacraba Nobody knows how to say its name But it's out there sneakin' just the same Hide your goats and lock the gate Whatever it's called... it's comin' late Auntie June got on the morning news In her curlers and her fuzzy shoes Said, A CHUPACOBRA bit my tire Sheriff said, June, you're a terrible liar Then the preacher said it Sunday mass Beware the CHOOPACABBAGE! ...Nobody laughed The kids at school all draw it on the wall CHUCKACABRA, CHOMPABRA, they spell it all Mayor made a sign that says BEWARE THE CHOOPERDOOPER Now the whole dang town is a monster-snoopin' trooper It's a little bit scary Choopa-choopa, chookabra Choopabara, choopacraba Nobody knows how to say its name But it's out there sneakin' just the same Hide your goats and lock the gate Whatever it's called... it's comin' late Is it chupa? Is it choopa Is it koopa? Is it hoopa Is it cabra? Is it craba Is it... abracadabra Just call it... the goat thing Choopa-choopa, chookabra Choopabara, choopacraba Nobody knows how to say its name But it's out there sneakin' just the same Hide your goats and lock the gate Whatever it's called... it's comin' late Yeah, whatever it's called... it's comin' late Out in the dark by the old fence line Two red eyes and a voice real fine It's pronounced chupacabra