(..) Hey! Isn't we supposed to be having a fiesta? Uno, dos, quatro, hit it! Puss and Donkey, y'all... # She's into superstitions # Black cats and voodoo dolls - Sing it, Puss! - # I feel a premonition # That girl's gonna make me fall Here we go! # She's into new sensations (..)

(..) and beauty divine." - You both will be fine? - I guess it means it'll affect Fiona, too. Hey, man, this don't feel right. My donkey senses are tingling all over. Drop that jug o' voodoo and let's get out of here. It says, "Beauty Divine." How bad can it be? See, you're allergic to that stuff. (..)

(..) Tomorrow. I'll miss you. #' # I'm so into you # #Whoo-hoo # #When you walked into the room # #There was voodoo in the vibes # #I was captured by your style # #But I could not catch your eyes # I don't want to leave. So don't. Stay here with me. We'll start a jazz band. (..)