We used to listen to this on the old wind-up talking machine. Here is my best recolloection of how it went:

I was waterin' the flowers, on my window sills,
When I saw them comin', over yonder hills...
Why, there must have been a Million, of every shape and size!
So I yell to everyone "You'd better get inside!"

Chorus:
Close the door! They're comin' in the window,
Close the door! They're comin' up the stair!
Close the door! They're comin' in the window!
Them (rattle a can of dry peas in this rhythm: CHA-cha-ch, CHA-cha-cha, CHA-cha-cha, CHA) are everywhere!

Well they got into the kitchen, they got into the sink!
The went down in the cellar...and pourd themselves a drink!
They got on the piana, ran up and down the keys,
Soon I was a'standin' in them, right up to my knees!

Chorus

Well I went into the playroom, grabbed a baseball bat,
And every time I saw one, well, I gave 'em this an' that!
But it nearly drove me wild, it had me mystified...
The more an' more I knocked 'em down, the more they multiplied!

Chorus

Now that all the fus is over, I sink into my chair!
The house is all a'shambles, but really, I don't care!
I'm goin' to take her easy, try an' not to think of them
(rattle the can as in the chorus), Oh! Here they come again!

Chorus



Happy singing.

Chaz