The Night of the Loving Dead
Now beware the streets toniteLay low till the sunriseThe undead casanovas hunt for love
(You may)Lock the doors, drop the blindsKeep quiet and stay insideBut nothing helps when push comes to shove
Bequeth thy loving - My body's coldI take you in my coffin where you can kiss my bones
On the Night of the loving deadLove the un-living, no skins attachedOn the Night of the loving deadThe Night of the loving dead
Dressing sharp, au naturelLooking drop dead gorgeousSins of the rotten flesh for you to hold
My caress is terminal'cause my touch is tortureThere's no way in hell I'll let you go
Bequeth thy loving - My body's coldI take you in my coffin where you can kiss my bones
On the Night of the loving deadLove the un-living, no skins attachedOn the Night of the loving deadThe Night of the loving dead
Six feet undergroundIf I had a heart you would make it poundYou make the dead come alive
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On the Night of the loving deadLove the un-living, no skins attachedOn the Night of the loving deadLove the un-living, no skins attached
On the Night of the loving deadLove the un-living, no skins attachedOn the Night of the loving deadThe Night of the loving dead