(Luke Eveshim):
Heard my dear grandma, talking about witches,
those creatures nobody knows
Heard the Grand High Witch, staying in the hotel,
the place where everyone goes
Those witches caught me, right in the bedroom,
transformed me into a mouse
I've grown some brown fur, a long skinny tail,
I might get used to it now

I am not joking, it's a fiasco,
I am not fooling around
Those witches prancing, their hocus-pocus,
Got to escape from them now

Report the message, to Bruno Jenkins,
wondering what he's gonna say
Tried to break the news, to our own parents,
they don't even know our real names
Right in the hallway, the maids are cleaning,
they're getting ready to roll
I sneak during teatime, I creep in the nighttime,
got to find myself a hole

I am not joking, it's a disaster,
Bruno stop fooling around!
(Bruno Jenkins):
I can't run faster, got heebie-jeebies,
I'm feeling hungry right now

(Luke Eveshim):
They conquered Norway! Invaded England!
Some in the U.S.of A!
I should've known not to stand near their glass door,
their cat had chased me from there
I got the formula, right from their bedroom,
to stop those witches today
But I ain't got no sneakers, ain't got no glasses,
ain't got my pet mice to play

Why do some homework? Why go to grade school?
Gonna be different this time
Can climb the stairwell, can climb high places,
I can climb anything now
I am not joking, it's a disaster,
I am not fooling around
I'd like to eat now, I'd love to play now,
I ain't got time for that now

Trouble in the hotel, got through those people,
we've blended with the crowd
I told my grandma, to hide me in the kitchen,
we know that we ain't allowed
Avoided mouse traps, avoided house cats,
or prevent from getting crushed
I dropped the formula, right in the soup pot,
to stop those witches I must
The chefs have quivered, they feel so frightened,
I'm making everyone scream
I had a great time, working with Bruno,
we made a pretty good team
The waiters serving, the witches' soup now,
they should be turning to mice
Those people clamoring, the melee's starting,
It's a disastrous night!
Kill all those witches? What good are witches?
They just won't let you survive
My tail is hurting, smarts like a bee sting,
that chef cut me with his knife
Enter Miss Irvine, the good witch who quit,
has turned me back to a boy
I feel so happy, I'm back to normal,
I'm feeling so overjoyed