| Well I broke my nail on your coffin lid
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| Trying to get to the beauty within
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| Oh yeah, you’re gonna be mine
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| Digging a grave while wearing a skirt
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| Asking for trouble, gonna get myself hurt
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| But its fine, you’re gonna be mine
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| Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
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| You make me feel like warm and fuzzy inside
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| Now my wigs all frizzy
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| And I’ve got a run in my hose
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| Rigor mortis has been kind to you
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| And left you in a sexy pose
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| Happily, I’m so happily ever cadaver
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| You’re gonna be mine
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| This transvestite moves by moonlight
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| With six inch heels and a pink flashlight
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| Oh yeah, you’re gonna be mine
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| I put you in the back of my Cadillac
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| Next to my lingerie and tire jack
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| Oh yeah, you’re gonna be mine
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| Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
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| You make me feel like warm and fuzzy inside
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| Now my wigs all frizzy
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| And I’ve got a run in my hose
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| Rigor mortis has been kind to you
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| And left you in a sexy pose
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| Happily, I’m so happily ever cadaver
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| You’re gonna be mine
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| All right, dig 'em up
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| Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
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| Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
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| Alright
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| Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
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| You make me feel like warm and fuzzy inside
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| Now my wigs all frizzy
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| And I’ve got a run in my hose
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| Rigor mortis has been kind to you
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| And left you in a sexy pose
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| Happily, I’m so happily ever cadaver
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| You’re gonna be mine |