Witches In Bikinis: Music
Spooks on the Loose / Lyrics
(Vocals: Janelle Lannan)
(Music and Lyrics by: Bill Rozar)
Friday night I go down to the carnival to hang
Girls and guys with bugged-out eyes are checking out my thang.
Eating cotton candy, riding on the Tilt-A-Whirl
In my shorts and halter top I am the hottest girl.
Moms and daughters playing quarters look at me and frown.
Men and boys all drop their toys and stare me up and down.
Then I go into the Haunted Spook House
For some fun and horror movie chills.
In the darkness I can feel some fingers
Moving up my leg for some cheap thrills.
Chorus
Spooks on the loose
Tried to goose
My caboose
Spooks on the run
Had their fun
With my bun.
Then I see a severed head; a robot rat runs by.
Somewhere up ahead some boy has made his sister cry.
Now some kid dressed like a zombie sticks his tongue at me.
Climbing up a crooked stair I trip and bang my knee.
Piercing through the darkness I can hear some phony screams
All around me skeletons are hanging from the beams.
In a crowded little corridor some guy is
Pressed against me from behind.
I can feel him blowing in my ear I wonder
If he thinks that I don’t mind.
Chorus
Spooks on the loose
Tried to goose
My caboose
Spooks on the run
Had their fun
With my bun.
Spooks on the loose
On the run
Every day I see one.
Spooks everywhere
In my face
In my head and in my hair.
Back outside I raise my head and try to find the moon.
A guy with blue hair offers me some ice cream in a spoon.
On the ferris wheel some boys are whistling at me.
Seems they want me to lift up my top so they can see.
In the bumper cars a girl keeps ramming into me.
I say, “What’s your problem?” but she drives off angrily.
Heading home I'm on the train I feel the people
Staring as I close my eyes
Then the lights go out and I can feel somebody’s
Hands are moving up my thighs
Chorus
Spooks on the loose
Tried to goose
My caboose
Spooks on the run
Had their fun
With my bun.
Spooks on the loose
On the run
Every day I see one.
Spooks everywhere
In my face
In my head and in my hair.
Spooks on the loose
On the run
Every day I see one.
Spooks everywhere
In my face
In my head and in my hair.
Music & Lyrics by Bill Rozar
January 22, 2005
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