She lives on love street

This is the medical night, oh, this is the medical night
This is so much time, oh, this is so much time
Early in the morning, early in the morning, early in the morning (repeat)
When she got the kittens for the parade,
Oh, you're not having so much spiders
Oh, have a beautiful night
Dee da lee, dee da lee, dee da lee dee (repeat ad nauseum)

I know what you're thinking, people. I delved deep into the Elektra archives and discovered some of Jim Morrison's unpublished and arguably, most haunting early lyrical poetry.

Then Bugglegirl memorized it. And belted it out from her bedroom during "quiet time" this afternoon.