Who's there, who's there?
Up there on the stairs.
Beware, beware,
I hear somebody coming.
Up on his toes,
Oh look there he goes,
Mr. Ghost is going to town.
He takes his cane,
His gloves and his hat,
And like a cat,
He hurries down the alley.
The moon is bright,
And this is the night,
When Mr. Ghost is going
to town.
He's feeling great,
And he can't be late,
He's got a date,
To do a little stepping.
He'll shake his bones,
To hot saxophones,
Cause Mr. Ghost is going
to town.
Ha ha ha ha,
I'm Mr. Ghost,
Tonight I'm gonna shake
my bones,
To the tune of them hot
saxophones,
Ha ha,
Mr. Ghost goes to town.
Ha ha.
He's feeling great,
And he can't be late,
He's got a date,
To do a little stepping,
He'll shake his bones,
To hot saxophones,
Cause Mr. Ghost is going
to town.
Up there on the stairs.
Beware, beware,
I hear somebody coming.
Up on his toes,
Oh look there he goes,
Mr. Ghost is going to town.
He takes his cane,
His gloves and his hat,
And like a cat,
He hurries down the alley.
The moon is bright,
And this is the night,
When Mr. Ghost is going
to town.
He's feeling great,
And he can't be late,
He's got a date,
To do a little stepping.
He'll shake his bones,
To hot saxophones,
Cause Mr. Ghost is going
to town.
Ha ha ha ha,
I'm Mr. Ghost,
Tonight I'm gonna shake
my bones,
To the tune of them hot
saxophones,
Ha ha,
Mr. Ghost goes to town.
Ha ha.
He's feeling great,
And he can't be late,
He's got a date,
To do a little stepping,
He'll shake his bones,
To hot saxophones,
Cause Mr. Ghost is going
to town.