[WOLF, spoken]
Good day, young lady. 

[LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD, spoken]
Good day, Mr. Wolf. 

[WOLF]
Mmmh...
Unhh...

Look at that flesh
Pink and plump
Hello, little girl...
Tender and fresh
Not one lump
Hello, little girl...
This one's especially lush
Delicious...
Mmmh...

Hello, little girl
What's your rush?
You're missing all the flowers
The sun won't set for hours
Take your time
[LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD]
Mother said
"Straight ahead"
Not to delay
Or be misled

[WOLF]
But slow, little girl
Hark! And hush—
The birds are singing sweetly
You'll miss the birds completely
You're traveling so fleetly

Grandmother first
Then Miss Plump...
What a delectable couple
Utter perfection:
One brittle, one supple—
One moment, my dear—

[LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD]
Mother said
"Come what may
Follow the path
And never stray"
[WOLF]
Just so, little girl—
Any path
So many worth exploring
Just one would be so boring
And look what you're ignoring...

Think of those crisp
Aging bones
Then something fresh on the palate
Think of that scrumptious carnality
Twice in one day...
There's no possible way
To describe what you feel
When you're talking to your meal!

[LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD]
Mother said
Not to stray
Still, I suppose
A small delay—
Granny might like
A fresh bouquet...
(spoken)
Goodbye, Mr. Wolf. 
[WOLF, spoken]
Goodbye, little girl. 
(sung)
And hello...
Ah-ooh...