[Intro eerie harpsichord] [whispered vocal] “Shhh… the curtain rises… beware the scent of cinnamon…” Under the shine of Halloween moonlight, Where even the stout of heart tremble with fright, A figure in velvet, a voice like wine, Stole through my kitchen… at half-past nine! I heard the sigh of an eerie breeze, My oven door creaked, like 90 year old knees Then laughter from a ghost so sly Dang ghoul stole my pumpkin pie! [Chorus - male vocalist] Oh Phantomess! Stop licking MY flaky crust! To feed your hunger for sugar and lust! Return my pie or face my cry— Oh why oh why oh why, Did you take mine? [Verse 2 - male vocalist] She floated through hallways, flicking her hair, Leaving crumbs and candlewax everywhere. I grabbed my silver shotgun and gave chase, But that pale-ass diva vanished without a trace! In her lair below, by candle flame, She sang an ode to me by name! [rap female vocalist with southern drawl and rising emotion] “Oh G, maker of crust divine! Of filling sweet Your pumpkin pie cannot be beat They call me the Phantomess, crème de la crème I steal the stage — and your pie — again and again A swirl of lace, a mask, a tease I haunt your oven with perfect ease Silk gloves dusted in cinnamon gold My verses rise while your courage folds I whisk rhymes slick as caramel glaze My laughter chills you in an icy haze DON'T RESIST, BOY....... give in to the dream I don’t just sing — I sauté souls I bake my bars in haunted bowls A dash of drama, a wicked spin Taste the chaos...LET THE FEAST begin!! Heeheeheehee!" [instrumental] [Bridge] I followed the trail, through shadows deep, Past cobweb curtains and ghosts half-asleep… And there she was — with fork in hand, Ready to take her final stand! [Final Chorus] Oh Phantomess! Pumpkin loving ghost! You've stolen what I love the most! Why don't we share that pie, let's both partake Of joy, hardy laughs, and cinnamon cake! Let bells ring high and spirits fly — Let's eat and dance this Halloween night uh.... "We laughed... We danced... We licked... We drooled..." "That was quite sweet..." “Beware, dear mortal, when you bake at night… For the Phantomess… has quite an appetite…”
