Out of my tent flap looking in the night 
I can see the leaders, boy, what a sight! 
Curlers in their hair and cold cream on their face 
They look like something from outer space.

Leaders, I would like to be like you 
I would like to have some privileges too. 
Leaders, have you cookies that you hold? 
Do you share with [ . . . ] 
Scouts brave and bold.

Out of my tent flap looking in the night 
I can see those leaders having a fight 
Silently goes a pillow through the air 
And here comes someone's underwear.

Leaders, I don't want to be with you. 
I would probably end up black and blue. 
Leaders, have you cookies that you hold? 
Do you share with  . . .  
Scouts good as gold.