Los Fantasmas
Menudo
The Ghosts
In an old castle, very secluded
A thousand strange laments could be heard
The chains rattled with a thousand squeaks
And the night filled with howls
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
Suddenly a very skinny skeleton
Started dancing salsa very slowly
And the werewolf, who was a drunkard
Played the guitar, very gracefully, and sang like this
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
Then the vampires woke up
All with their sharp fangs
The poor dwarves who did nothing
Sucked their blood with a straw they no longer used
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
They were the ghosts, they were the ghosts
They were the ghosts, who were all partying
