Well, well, well, what have we here? Santa Claus, huh? Oh, I'm really scared, so you're the one everybody's talking about. You're joking, you're joking, I can't believe my eyes. You're joking me, you gotta be, this can't be the right guy. He's ancient, he's ugly, I don't know which is worse. I might just split a seam now if I don't die laughing first. Mr. Oogie Boogie says there's trouble close at hand. You better pay attention now, cause I'm the boogie man. And if you aren't shaking, there's something very wrong. Cause this may be the last time you hear the boogie song. Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm the boogie boogie man. Well, if I'm feeling antsy and I've nothing much to do, I might just cook a special batch of snaggin' spider stew. And don't you know the one thing that would make it work so nice? A roly-poly Santa Claus to add a little spank. Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, I'm the boogie boogie man. Release me now or you must face the dire consequences. The children are expecting me, so please come to your senses. Ah, you're joking, you're joking, I can't believe my ears. When someone shot this fella, I'm drowning in my tears. It's funny, I'm laughing, you really are too much. And now, with your permission, I'm going to do my stuff. Well, what are you going to do? I'm going to do the best I can. Hey! Whoa! The sound of rolling dice to me is music in the air. Because I'm a gambling boogie man, although I don't play fair. It's much more fun, I must confess, with lives on the line. Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy, now let it be just fine. Release me fast, or you will have to answer for this haters act. Oh brother, you're something, you put me in a spin. You aren't comprehending the position that you're in. It's hopeless, you're finished, you haven't got a prayer. Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie, and you ain't going nowhere.