The Skeleton In The Closet

Oh, naked, what's in there? Man, there's a skeleton in this closet That's all right, buddy, he'll get used to ya Whoops for half of that midnight train The merry make was in full swing To sweep themselves to a chiff-a-dah When skeleton imps because it did his death Now goblin giggle with penis cream

A shout-wang out from a big fancy Amazing, was every ghostly girl When skeleton in the closet started to dance All the witches, when speeches, One of steps made with me thumbs And they needed something to go straight When he tried to the bombs You never heard such an earthy laughter Or such hilarious groans

When skeleton in the closet ran his bones