IIIII gotcha with my winning smile
I'm a livin' lesson in flair and style
You just can't help but stare at mah savoir faire!
I'm Nouveau, Deco, Roman Greco, Raccoco, Barocco, be-bop, hip-hop, uh, flip-flop
Somebody stop me!
Pretty viridian faces like mine
Don't come a dime a dozen - I stand out in a crowd!
Babe, when they made me, yeah, they broke the mold!
Wholesome and kind, staid and refined - totally out of my mind!
Aaaarch-villains and ne'er-do-wells had better learn to decorate prison cells,
Green goes with anything if they ask, see?
Well, there's one last thing I gotta sing about!
Open up wide and really shout!
Oooooh, LOOK OUT!
THIS IS THE MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASK!
Smokin'!
The syndicated versionI'm a livin' lesson in flair and style
You just can't help but stare at mah savoir faire!
I'm Nouveau, Deco, Roman Greco, Raccoco, Barocco, be-bop, hip-hop, uh, flip-flop
Somebody stop me!
Pretty viridian faces like mine
Don't come a dime a dozen - I stand out in a crowd!
Babe, when they made me, yeah, they broke the mold!
Wholesome and kind, staid and refined - totally out of my mind!
Aaaarch-villains and ne'er-do-wells had better learn to decorate prison cells,
Green goes with anything if they ask, see?
Well, there's one last thing I gotta sing about!
Open up wide and really shout!
Oooooh, LOOK OUT!
THIS IS THE MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASK!
Smokin'!
— The lyrics to the 90s show, as sung by
Rob Paulsen


- And that's my gig, babeIt's what I do.And I go spinnin' into townGot everyone seein' red.By the time I'm doneThey'll be seein' green instead!Smokin'The city's actin' kinda edgyTrust me to make things right.NOT!Hear the news? Another drive-by wedgie.Freaky monsters lookin' for a fight.Stop!Time for a costume changeThen take 'em for a spin4, 3, 2, 1, go!Let the games begin(scatting; spoken): Somebody stop me!Listen!I'm not any ordinary superhero.NotYourEverydaySpandex-wearin' zero.Did someone say, "It's party time!"Do you even have to ask?AnytimeReady or notLook out!I am the Mask!