101 Dámatas - Dálmatas Escondidos

We all gotta climb
But dangers will arise
It's a haunted mansion
Like everyone sees from the basement to the attic
They're looking for the pups that are hiding
In the rooms and everywhere
They're in the hall and dodging the sun
Trying to disappear and not bark
And they hide in the bathroom or bedroom
Every house is a kennel
Who saw them shivering from the cold
The air is tense, the door creaks

On the walls, spider webs
And trophies from the hunts
Rats coming, floor crumbling
Everything here is terrifying

Whoever looks for Dalmatians gets lost
In this empty space
It's hard to find us
In the hideouts of the mansion
Let's make a run for it
Let's run, no one can catch us.