Back at home I had a million friends
We were the spookiest spooks in monster school
I was on top of the Transylvanian trends
Ask any goblin, ghost, or ghoul
But here my social life won't survive
'Cause I'm afraid that I just won't thrive
Making friends who are actually alive
What if the kids don't like me?
What if they point and stare?
Is there a human out there
Who sees the real me
And likes what they see?
Is there a someone
Who likes me for me?