Red Hot Riding Hood

Good evening, kiddies.

Once upon a time, Little Red Riding Hood

was skipping through the woods,

She was going to her grandmother's house,

to take grandma a basket of nice goodies.

But, waiting in the woods was a mean, old, wolf,

ready to pounce upon poor little Red Riding Hood.

Oh, stop it!

Waiting in the woods was a mean old wolf,

ready to pounce on poor Red Riding Hood.

I'm fed up with that sissy stuff!

It's the same old story over and over!

If you can't do this thing a new way bud, I quit!

Me too! Every cartoon studio in

Hollywood has done it this way.

Yes, I'm plenty sick of it myself.

…smells!

OK! OK! Alright!

We'll do the story a new way!

Once upon a time there was a wolf.

Then there was grandma's house.

And the grandma.

Hi-ya, cousin? What's poppin'?

Now, Little Red Riding Hood worked in a Hollywood nightclub.

And the wolf was hot on her trail.

Cigarettes? Cigarettes?

King size? King size?

We now give you our brand new

little sweetheart of swing,

that little red-headed ball of fire,

Red Hot Riding Hood!

Oh, Daddy.

Uh, hey baby. Whaddya say,

after the show, you and me go steppin'?

You wolves are all alike,

really you are.

Now, I'm terribly sorry.