Little monkey hiding low;
Now where, oh where, did that monkey go?
Under the basket or the kitchen chair?
Little monkey found no where.
...
Quiet I must be, can't let the monster find me
It seeks me out and calls my name,
I wish it would leave me alone, I'm not to blame.
I feel the need, the need to peek, to get away I must sneak.
...
Peek-A-Boo
Little monkey hiding low;
Now where, oh where, did that monkey go?
Under the basket or the kitchen chair?
Little monkey found no where.
Listen close, there goes a giggle
And did I see that blanket wiggle?
Little monkey, peek-a-boo,
I think it's over, I found you!