We skipped the light fandango
Inside a crowded hall
We were drinking margaritas
Taking bets on the first to fall

The night air was getting muggy
And my costume began to itch
I wish I had brought another
Cause right now I’d surely switch

And so it was that later
It would be remembered by all
Through all the tales and stories
Of what we call the Weasel Ball

There were ghosts and goblins
I saw a zombie or two
They were all out on the dance floor
Getting down with Witchypoo

With the video cameras rolling
What a sight it was to see
Another perfect haunter’s party
Goes down in history

And so it was that later
It would be remembered by all
Through all the tales and stories
Of what we call the Weasel Ball

And so it was that later
It would be remembered by all
Through all the tales and stories
Of what we call the Weasel Ball