The Skeleton In The Closet

The Skeleton In The Closet - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)

Boy don't you go in there

Come outta there boy

Don't you know that house is haunted

There's an old deserted mansion

On an old forgotten road

Where the better ghosts

And goblins always hang out

One night they threw

A party and a manner a la mode

And they cordially invited all the gang out

At a dark bewitching hour

When the fun was loud and hearty

A notorious wall flower

Became the life of the party

Mmm the spooks were having

Their midnight fling

The merry making was in full swing

They shrieked themselves

Into a cheerful trance

When the skeleton in the closet started to dance

Now a goblin giggled with fiendish glee

A shout rang out from a big banshee

Amazement was in every ghostly glance

When the skeleton in

The closet started to dance

All the witches were in stitches

While his steps made rhythmic thumps

And they nearly dropped their broomsticks

When he tried to do the bumps

You never heard such unearthly laughter

Such hilarious groans

When the skeleton in the closet rattled his bones