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Go, Drac, go Master, master, I want to mash I'll take your chains off later, Frankie Master, please let me mash You're next, Igor Right after Janos Boris, I still like the Transylvania Twist better Who asked you, you bloodsucker? Wail, Frankie, wail Mash good Igor, you're cramping my style Alright, let's try it with a little bit of soul now Alright, now let's try it without soul Somebody stepped on my wing Work hard, my children of the night Blow, blow, daddy Igor, you're cramping my style Master, master Calm yourselves, my children, calm yourselves Go, you zombies Go, you bats and jackals Go, my children I like the twist better Igor, will you get out of my way, please? Mash good
Writer(s): Gary Paxton, Robert Pickett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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