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Zombie Girl
Baby, when I found you there all mangled on the floor
It seemed that you were alive when I went to work,
But I see that's not the case any more.
Like someone busted down my door
Like Rex-Kwan-Do on cocaine,
Knocked you to the floor,
Ripped off your dress.
Ate your brain.
I said Oooo.. that won't do.
Then you came back to life, and tried to eat me, too!
You can't help it. You're my Zombie Girl.
You're the only one for me in this or in the underworld.
And maybe it's crazy, but it's true:
You're my little zombie girl,
And baby, I'm in love with you.
Lately, I've come under many's the personal attack;
They call me 'sicko', and they call me 'freak'...
They call me 'necrophiliac'.
They tell me I should put you back,
But what they don't suppose,
Is if I locked you in a tomb,
Then you'd just decompose.
I said Ooooo.. that won't do.
I'll keep you in a freezer so you don't turn to goo.
I can't help it. You're my Zombie Girl.
You're the only one for me in this or in the underworld,
And maybe it's crazy, but it's true:
You're my little zombie girl,
And baby, I'm in love with you.
Now they don't know 'bout your condition, or your time spent in perdition,
Or how you crawled out of the Underworld.
You can see I ain't forgotten... I love you although you're rotten.
You and me forever, Zombie Girl!
They tell me that I'm crazy, and this is where my madness stops.
They keep me locked up in a looney bin, and supervised by cops.
Now, with every pill I pop,
With every passin' day,
I see you're not a zombie after all,
And merely passed away.
I said Ooooo. What'd I do?
Baby I'm really sorry for desecratin' you...
I can't help it. You're my Zombie Girl.
You're the only one for me in this or in the underworld,
And maybe it's crazy, but it's true:
You're my little zombie girl,
And baby, I'm in love with you.