She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil's mark
It's All Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat
I bet she will
She's got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you
Well, when I called her evil
She just laft
And cast that spell on me
Boo [bad word] craft
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Yeah, you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing
Dye 'em black
Black No. 1
Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For witch, she's dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween
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Loving you was like loving the dead