If you meet the dame who's a-spookin' this haunted hou-ou-ouse
Don't engage her, please
She may spin a sob story about her life, might give you dou-ou-oubts
But it's a-all utter lies, ain't some heartbroken wife
All she wants is your soul because to ghosts, they're ta-asty-y
Run away, don't get suckered in by her ethereal face
So take this advice fro-om me-e

Please don't flirt with ghosts
Just proves you're a-a dope
They don't wanna be your mate
They're soul-suckin' pricks, oka-a-a-ay?
You see one floa-oatin'
Don't give them a wink
And ask how they're doin', face it, du-u-ude
They don't wanna be your boo-oo-oo

You may be desp'rate for babes, but please don't go shack up with a gho-o-ost
Don't be stupid, twi-it
No point, can't intertwine your hand with theirs, can't give 'em a hug, no-o-o-o
Can't disso-olve into sobs in their chest when your job is a bitch
I don't care if she gives you a bo-one-er
She'll rip your soul from wherever it is straight out of your arse (better run a-away)
Friggi-in' hell, you're ho-opele-e-ess

Please don't flirt with ghosts
Use your real hea-ead, dope
You won't get a second date (second date)
With someone beyond the gra-a-a-ave
I hope you're jo-okin'
A prank or some shit
Go get a profile on Tinder, du-u-ude
Spooks don't wanna be you-ou-our boo-oo-oo, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh hey-ee-hee-yeah-heh-eh-eh
Boo!

Please don't flirt with ghosts
I know you're no-o-o do-o-o-ope
But right now, I'm real afraid (a-afrai-aid)
There's somethin' broke in your brai-ai-ain
Unless you're go-oin'
To bust them with tricks
You'll mislead them, of that, I'd appro-o-ove
In that case, make them your boo
I hope that's what's up your sleeve, du-u-ude
Cause you can't make pha-a-a-a-anto-o-oms you-ou-our boo-oo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh