Mr Phantom

Dancing on my own at a masquerade ball

I can't find him anywhere

Be careful on the dance floor or you may fall

For the girl on her own who can't breathe air

He dances with his eyes closed and silver hair

His skin grey and peeling off his hands

I can see the bones beneath and I don't care

His rotting flesh see-through as he lands

Hello Mr Phantom

Can I have this dance tonight?

Hello Mr Handsome

Dancing until daylight

I like the way he's graceful, floating round the room

He knows everyone's portrait on the wall

Let him have just one night out of his tomb

My very own victorian doll

Hello Mr Phantom

Can I have this dance tonight?

Hello Mr Handsome

Dancing until daylight

There are bloodstains on his dull white shirt

Bite marks on his neck and ears

Everyone calls me a shameless flirt

He's my senior by a couple hundred years

Uh oh Mr Phantom

I think you're very handsome

Uh oh Mr Phantom

I think you're very handsome