I’m four-legged zombie on a two-step dance floor
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I’d double down your money honey if you know what’s good for you
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Vampire won’t go far
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Sucking the life out of the party
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Werewolf has no chance
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‘cause Mr. Werewolf has no pants
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Since 1968,
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I’ve been the Number One Champ at the Monster Dance Party
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Lurch left
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Neck spasm
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Dead stare
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Right at ‘em
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Drag leg
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Knash teeth
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On flesh we feed
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I can never lose
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While I wear four shoes
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I’m the undead quadruped
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I could paint the town blood
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Ready, set, better step back or you could lose your
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Headstart, you need it
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Clumsy mummy, poke you in the
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I could cut a rug until it’s bleeding through the ceiling
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Since 1968,
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I’ve been the Number One Champ at the Monster Dance Party
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Bombs overhead
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Put your face on, ladies
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They’ll take you home tonight
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Bombs overhead
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Paint your face by numbers
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They’ll never run away
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Since 1968
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| Gruvis Malt |
