The further adventures of Stanley Ipkiss and his magic reality defying mask.

[opening theme song]
[Stanley puts the Mask on and transforms]
The Mask: I gotcha with my winning smile, I'm a living lesson in flair and style / Ya just can't help but stare at my savoir-faire! / I'm nouveau, Deco, Roman-Greco, Rococo, Baroque-o, bebop, uh, hip-hop, flip-flop... Somebody stop me! / Pretty viridian faces like mine don't come a dime a dozen, I stand out in the crowd! / Babe, when they made me, yeah, they broke the mold / Wholesome and kind, and staid and refined / TOTALLY OUTTA MY MIND! / Arch-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, "Ooooohhh, look out! THIS IS THE MASK!" Smokin'!