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