in this cave I live with my dear friend
and its a snake
why take the chance
it might squeeze me if it lived outside
and squeezy knows I'm always on its side
at night all the palm leaves do glow
remarking that Io looks low
squeezy is still holding me tight
in this cave I'm here with my old friend
its been a while
I show her around
she sees a snake
and begins to cry
she hopes that snake will never leave her side!
at night all the palm leaves do glow
remarking that Io looks low
friends like star-filled nights are crucial
when life among snakes the usual
squeezy is still holding me tight