He recalls his first bite
And the sweet smell of the night
Among the Spanish moss
And her sticky lip gloss
He leans in for a kiss
But something feels amiss
Anticipating a peck
Feels fangs at his neck
Blood so red
Sticky sweet
Vampires and lip gloss
Kissing him once twice more
At his shirt she tore
With his neck in full view
She sucked out his blood too
Blood so red
Sticky sweet
Vampires and lip gloss
A danger to us now
He needs to die somehow
Call upon the graveyard shift
Help deal with the vampire rift
Blood so red
Sticky sweet
Vampires and lip gloss
With a stake through the heart
At last he too must part
Bell rings six feet under
Still alive?
We wonder
Blood so red
Sticky sweet
Vampires and lip gloss
Vampires and lip gloss
Vampires and lip gloss
Vampires and lip gloss
Blood so red
Sticky sweet
Vampires and lip gloss
